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Last week’s Tweets (up to 2010-05-02)

3BT – once our own, the afternoon’s colours, nightmare-inducing

1. It’s still early for Armley and the woods are our own again. I tell Lily about the adventures the cats got up to when they lived here. It feels like a million years ago now. I thought I’d never been able to let it go but it’s been surprisingly easy.

2. The dusky pink blanket on the rich blue sofa. The stove’s orange window. The lilac flowers on her shoe.

3. After a week of fighting it, I eventually give into my growing exhaustion and all over aches. I spend the whole late afternoon/evening reading. Amongst other things, I read John Christopher’s ‘The Death of Grass’ from cover to cover. Like John Wyndham, the UK location makes it feel startlingly real and at one point, I turn to John to report that Leeds has been destroyed by an atomic bomb. “Well then,” he says, “I guess we should stay away from the bottom of the garden.”

3BT – productive, chance meeting, double-cake afternoon

1. Knowing it’s going to rain, I head straight out into the sunny garden after breakfast. The washing is dry and my gardening tasks are accomplished by the time the clouds gather at 1pm. We carry the seedlings back from their sunbathing spot to their warm nursery in the porch.

2. We spot the tshirt – John’s company’s logo – a split second before we recognise the person wearing it. We’re invited in for tea, share our cakes and are mesmerised by the little one’s impish grin.

3. We have more tea and cake at J&S’s new house. Lily runs around the garden, looking in through every door and window.

3BT – wagging tails, colour level, garlic surprise

1. Lily and Katherine compete over who is more excited to see the other.

2. The rain tweaks the colour levels, allowing the pink blossom to peek through the curtain of greens.

3. We expect the usual lacklustre raita but find a cool smooth garlicky mayo instead.

3BT – ongoing, accurate, I have a thing for divisors

1. Everyday something changes so every day the walk is different. Today, we taste wood-sorrel and investigate mole hills.

2. Finding this quote in the comments of a fluff article about women with depression: “the sadness that runs under the skin of things, like blood, beginning as a trickle and ending up as a haemorrhage, staining everything.” Wow. (The last paragraph of the otherwise meh article also hit home too.)

3. The 18 newly-filled plant pots can fit perfectly arranged 3×6 on the tray for carrying, and as equally perfectly 2×9 on the water-catching tray in the porch. Deliciously neat.

Wild Food Fun: Wood-Sorrel aka Oxalis

I spotted a little patch of wood-sorrel in the woods while out walking the dog the other day – at first I thought it was clover but then I noticed the flowers were very different and a quick swizz in my wild flowers book positively identified it was wood-sorrel.

People have apparently eaten wood-sorrel for thousands of years – as both a food and for medicinal purposes. As there only seemed to be a small patch of it, we didn’t want to take too much – enough for a full salad or whatever – but tried a few leaves each.

At first, it didn’t seem to have any flavour at all but it quickly built up. I’d make the mistake of having something strong flavoured (a lemon-flavoured Nufofen Meltlet) before I left the house so I didn’t get an accurate picture of it but it was a little bitter, quite green* with a slightly spicy/peppery after taste. John said he thought there was a hint of lemoniness – not the whole time but just when he first bit into the leaf. Other people have described it as sour and I thought this might fit with John’s lemoniness but he said that wasn’t the case – it was nice lemon without the offputting sour. Apparently the dried leaves of common wood-sorrel can make a lemony-tasting tea so John isn’t lying – I’ll have to try it again when I’ve not got fake lemon in my mouth already.

* Between ourselves, John & I often describe things as tasting “green” – for example, salad is sometimes too green tasting and the wild garlic pesto we made a few years ago using older/post-flower wild garlic leaves was far too green – but we’ve never been able to accurately describe what “green” is, other than it being a bit bitter. Anyway, reading about wood-sorrel & the Oxalis genus, I’ve ended up reading a lot about oxalic acid too and I wonder if this is what our “green” is. Oxalic acid is found in a lot of green leafy edibles from lettuce to spinach & broccoli but is toxic to humans if they eat too much of it – it’s highly concentrated in rhubarb leaves and is what makes them poisonous to us – but is said to be “generally of little or no consequence” to people with a normal balanced diet & regular kidney function. Oxalic acid apparently tastes a little sour, which isn’t a million miles from our “bit bitter” description.