in my kitchen

This last week there has been time, time for lots of things that have been waiting for slower days.

In my kitchen;

the raspberries that were frozen have been turned into muffins

the basil that was going to seed has been turned into cubes of pesto ready to freeze

the ripe tomatoes from my mother's garden have been turned into the perfect lunch

the bottled tomatoes and the frozen rabbit stored from my father's place have been turned into pasta sauce

In my pantry;

are rows of pickled, preserved and bottled 'stuff' stored from my fathers place

In my laundry cupboard;

are rows of home made liqueur also stored from my fathers place

On my balcony;

the herbs have gone to seed, parsley, basil, oregano, thyme and mint, sending pink and white flowers heavenward

the new seedlings sit beside the old, herbs at the end of their life and herbs at the beginning