Perfume Illuminated: Earth
04/24/2010
" You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
Don't question I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
My sun shall rise in the east
So shall my heart be at peace
And if you're asking me when
I'll say it starts at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love secretly
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow you'll find you are there
Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient tongue
A season's wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one
Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going somewhere
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I'll say I can't tell you when
But if my spirit is strong
I know it can't be long
No questions I'm not alone
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home
Somehow I'll find my way home"
Jon Anderson
Flavor: Earth
I
spend my days doing quite a lot of volunteer work for many different
organizations, but without a doubt one of my favorite jobs is being a docent for the Cleveland Botanical Gardens. Our Botanical Gardens are award winning and lovely,
with an incredible rose garden, a healing garden for seniors and one of the
most gorgeous herb gardens that I’ve ever seen. I must confess that I love them all and never tire of
wandering among them, but it is the Hershey Children’s Garden that I love the
best. In the garden there is a
huge fountain that is actually a sundial and on very hot days the children
splash and play among the jets like billy goats while their mothers relax on
benches in the shade, easily able to keep their eyes on the happy kids .
In this garden there are patches of fresh herbs
and a playhouse with a sod roof. There’s a very happy berry patch surrounded by
espaliered fruit trees and a vegetable garden and a pond with a little dock and
lots of carp splashing around. A
wonderfully huge tree house above it is filled with books and you can curl up
safely in the branches eat your lunch and dream the afternoon away. I love to lie face down on the little
dock with the children , tease the fish and afterwards play hide and seek among
the stately wizard pines whose boughs drape towards the ground like Merlin’s robes!
The Hershey Children’s Garden is designed to be a teaching garden of the highest caliber and it is here that our children learn all about their food and where it really comes from. It’s magical to watch as these kids, some who have never seen a garden let alone an apple tree, pick the sweet ripe berries and taste them for the first time. They pull radishes, lettuces and crunch the fresh carrots that still have the earth clinging to their roots. They taste the wild ramps that grow on the back hill in the spring and are amazed by their sweet oniony taste .
One of the pathways through
the garden leads to my favorite place of all, which is the compost pile. Ours consists of three bins that
demonstrate easily how the compost is made from beginning to end and I adore
the look of amazement on their faces when we come to the third bin and they realize that this is a simple demonstration of how dirt
is made. In this garden our
children can play in the dirt to their hearts content and leave with a rich new
understanding of their place in the world. As playful as it is, this garden is
truly the most important of all the beautiful places found in our Botanical
Gardens. It is situated on a piece of land the size of a city lot and enough
food is grown here to easily sustain a family of 8. It is a shining example of what could be done to build
sustainability from the ground up instead of reliance on foods that are brought
to us packaged and completely unknown.
Through the mechanics of food science we can grow our vegetables hydroponically, but there is no substitute for the taste of a vegetable or piece of fruit that has been freshly harvested from richly nutrient filled soil. The wines that we drink, the vegetables that we eat and even our meats are all fed by the minerals and vitamins that come straight from our earth. I love it when I drink a glass of Bordeaux and can literally taste the soil that the grapes were grown in. I adore the taste of a potato minutes from the earth, brushed , unwashed and baked slowly in the coals of a campfire. Dressed with just a bit of butter and truffled salt there is no sweeter , earthier taste to be found anywhere.
Today in honor of the robust and wanton sweetness of Gaia, I’d like to
offer you my recipe for leek and potato soup. It’s different than most because the
vegetables are roasted allowing them to be caramelized and sweet.
You will need:
10 cloves of garlic
About 20 Yukon Gold fingerling potatoes diced/ use your judgment and
add more if they are smaller
2 tablespoons of raisins
2 large leeks , sand removed and sliced into rings, greens
included
1 bunch of fresh ramps, lightly brushed , not washed
1 tablespoon of truffle oil
1 cup of chopped fresh herbs, sage, marjoram, parsley, rosemary,
thyme
2 quarts of chicken or vegetable stock
1 cup of hard cider
2 pints of half and
half
Salt and pepper to
taste
Rogue River
Creamery Smoky Blue Cheese to garnish
Chopped fresh chives
Take the garlic, potatoes and leeks and lay them
on a baking sheet, salt and pepper them and add some chopped fresh rosemary if
you like. Drizzle with olive oil and roast until tender but be careful not to overcook.
This soup is wonderful served with a hearty whole grain bread with fresh butter and a simple glass of wine. Thats all you'll ever need. Well, almost all you'll ever need...
Heres a bit of Jon Anderson to keep you warm on this beautiful spring eve.....
Now, why don't you fly over to Roxana Villa's beautiful Illuminated Journal. I can't wait to read what she has to say about the fragrance of earth!
All pictures are the property of Beth Schreibman Gehring
The Cleveland Botanical Gardens looks like a fantastic place. Love the little green roof on the playhouse, what a fantastic idea!
This bit of word smith by you is deletable Beth,
"...robust and wanton sweetness of Gaia,..."
Posted by: Roxana | 04/25/2010 at 06:34 PM
Beth, what a lovely garden! How fortunate Cleveland is to have such a place. I would frolic in that Children's Garden like a kid if I could.
And that fabulous soup; 10 cloves of garlic?! You are MY kind of cook! :-)
Posted by: Flora | 05/01/2010 at 02:40 AM