It’s “more” than spring - I could almost feel the scent of summer today. The first swallows arrived and I could hear their enchanting chatter. Unfortunately this also means the gardening season needs to be started up for real.
It was a hard day though. Almost like a “hangover day” since I danced all night and had 45 minutes drive home on top of that. And what a night! Since it is a bank holiday everybody was there meaning it was too crowded. So dancing the way I wanted was almost impossible. Instead I was caught by a Latino party feeling meaning more quantity than quality regarding dancing. And when however and I had had my amount of dance for at least a few days. I drove home with a happy smile from ear to ear.
Today I took it really easy. I slept half day and then I spent some hours by the computer and some in the garden. In the evening we all had BBQ accompanied by a really good wine.
And the nettles - where did they enter the scene?
The best part of the gardening today was the germinating nettles I found at the west façade of the barn. With rubber gloves on I harvested the sprouts, cooked them, chopped them and prepared them like spinach cooked in white full fat cream sauce.
But the taste is far from spinach. Swedish nettles are a real delicacy. A taste of it’s own - a touch of wood, meadows, mushrooms and summer. I promise you that if you overcome the initial resistance of eating nettles - you will never regret it. It must be experienced - it cannot be explained! And it´s addictive. Really addictive!
On top of this great meal I like the metaphore. To handle something sticky and get something good out of it. To turn something boring to something filled with joy. And perhaps even to turn something painful into something good.
I´ve been told now by old webfriend below that I was wrong in the explanation. Do never trust one dictionary. Look phrases up in at least three before you try to use the new idiom. But why not combine - the true explanation and mine ;-)
This was supposed to be an aprichot tree. Now the wildplum root has taken over. The first frost took all apricot branches.
