Sunday, April 26, 2009

Tulips, where was I and the mystery vegetable.

1. This garden has black tulips; that one has red and white ragged ones that look like strawberry ripple icecream.

2. Nick has a new game, and the maps are spread out over the floor.

3. A kohlrabi came in our vegetable box. It looks like a Martian thing (it in shape size like a flattened tennis ball, white green, cool and smooth with long waxy stems growing out of its flanks and top) but was crisp and sweet sliced into matchsticks and laced with oil and vinegar.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

1. I am intrigued by an article in The Guardian  about psychic phone lines, and then by the author's upcoming thriller about a toxic lif...