red sun flower

The photo above shows a sunflower grown from one of the seeds I kept wrapped in a tiny bundle in my pillow and slept with for a few months last spring. Miraculously, it still germinated and grew after being accidentally laundered one time. My intention was to imprint Sunflower's strengths of healing, balance, and attunement into my own being. We'll see.

When I read about the sunflower project underway in Japan to benefit the Fukushima area, I wasn't surprised to learn that sunflower roots, through the process of phytoremediation, can quickly clear the soil of toxic contaminants. This amazing endeavor began with thousands of sunflower crops grown this past summer specifically for seed to be planted in Fukushima next spring. Can you even imagine how beautiful Fukushima will be?

"It has been proven that some plants have an ability of absorbing radiation with its root from soil. Sunflowers, especially, show a high rate of absorption. It is said that Sunflowers can remove 95% of the radiation in soil in 20 days. Normally, it would take about 30 years until the radiation level was reduced to a safe level." --The Sunflower Fukushima article is here and I first read about it over at Hella Delicious.

The red sun prayer flag is quite faded but holding together just fine. I've brought it inside and am starting to attach petals with a few stitches at the base of each. They'll be free to flap in the wind, releasing more hopes and wishes for Sunflower Fukushima.

Happy weekending. xo

pesto cream sauce

It's been a great year to grow basil. Some plants are about 45" tall and that has never happened before with any basil in my garden. Since there's still some pesto in the freezer from last year, I haven't made too much more. We don't go through it so fast these days because we mostly don't eat grains, meaning no pasta or bread -- and those are the things that pesto is just so wonderful on. I know, I know. But this is why I've been looking for other ways to love it besides soups and marinara sauces.

In the last few weeks, I've made pesto cream sauce four times. Mind you, that is a lot of cream. There are many versions out there, but I think I found our favorite way that doesn't take too much time and doesn't use flour. Since it's a good amount of sauce, cut-up grilled or roasted veggies and a protein can be added for a stew effect. I've sort of gotten into the habit of lining a sheet pan with foil, coating the vegetables with olive oil, seasoning with salt and pepper, and popping the whole mess under the broiler for 5 minutes, then turning everything over, and back in for another 5 minutes. I started doing this because eggplant sautes weird but grills beautifully. And I grew eggplant this year.

The photos are before and after pictures of an Italian sausage and vegetable batch. It works well with chicken as the protein and last night we had it over steamed broccoli alongside baked salmon. It goes without saying, it will be great on any kind of pasta.

I'm going to make more pesto after all.

Pesto Cream Sauce

3/4 cup whipping cream
1/4 cup water
2 T. butter
1/4 to 1/3 cup basil pesto
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
A chunk of cream cheese

Place the cream and water in a saucepan and heat up, but don't allow to boil. Add the butter and stir in the pesto. Lastly, add the Parmesan cheese. If too thin, add a chunk of cream cheese, the magic ingredient.

Also posted over at Food Renegade.

out of the dye-pot: mulberry & red amaranth

A while back I wondered if the silk/mulberry connection could be taken further -- if mulberry leaves would color the same cloth it indirectly creates. India said yes, so I made a bundle and cooked it up exactly how she describes in her new book, Second Skin (one of the most pleasurable books I've ever read). Such a small amount of processing, and so lovely.

I also wondered how red amaranth would transfer in a simple cotton bundle. Again, much better than I ever expected. All of these photos are absolutely untouched other than a little cropping.

These bundle tools can be reused many times!

moondala moonday

Time is passing. It won't be long now before things change drastically in the garden as we are in the last days of this growing season. A flower's life cycle is a constant reminder of the passage of time. Seed to foliage to bloom to seed. I made a flower mandala -- surprisingly it stayed in place for nearly a week before totally drying up. And then I swept it away.

   

Today is a Virgo dark moonday. We are approaching the last dark moments of this moon cycle before the birth of a new moon in Libra tomorrow. This dark time is very special. I read somewhere that flying dreams can be more prevalent and irrational perceptions may be even more pronounced now than at the full moon. Trust them, they might just be your insight and recognition at work. And for anyone who's felt like they've been spinning their wheels, now is when you'll find a space to stop and rest. 

Most of this day will still be under the Virgo moon that rules digestion, but later today the moon enters the sign of Libra. Libra rules the health of the kidneys, hips, and bladder so I am reminded to pay attention to my water and salt intake. Sometimes the earliest twangs of bladder complaints can be washed away by simply stepping it up on water.

Garden and yard clean-up is strenuous work. I'm thinking I'll avoid the big stuff today and maybe even make another flower moondala.

                                     

equinox

Today is either Autumn or Spring Equinox, depending on where you live. Today we can all see due east and due west and the sun directly overhead at Noon.

I've already missed the sunrise but I hope to view the sunset tonight and note exactly where in the horizon it sets to learn what is due west for me. From now on then, I'll be able to notice the change in the sun's setting points.

I really like the idea of balance occuring between light and dark. I like feeling as if it might be a little easier for me to reach a sense of balance now. That if I simply take time to pause, calm will arrive and time will stop, too -- or at least it'll slow down a bit.

Lately I notice that I don't decorate the house for seasonal holidays like when I had children at home. Instead I usually stitch something. I like to celebrate in that way now. So I stitched a circle in the center of a dark and light weaving. With red markers for the equinoxes. Reminders to pause and rebalance.

Then a little four-patch of black and white linen. Again with red threads.

Happy Autumn/Spring weekending. xo

a grape week

It's been a grape week so far. Grape walnut conserves have been made. Grape juice has been made. Grape vinegar has been made. Cloth has been dyed and pulp has been frozen for future dyeing. And there's still a little stretch of vine that I haven't harvested yet.

The fruits, seeds, leaves, and young shoots of grapes, Vitis spp., are all edible. They support the liver and kidneys and are considered to be a good blood tonic -- one of my herbal teachers uses grape vinegar to help the body assimilate other nutrients.

If you see a recipe with Veronique in the name, you know it contains grapes. And, my favorite thing about this sacred plant -- grapes symbolize peace and abundance.


peace & abundance vinegar

This vinegar is made directly under the vine so have a jar for the grapes and a bottle of apple cider vinegar on-hand. After taking pause for a moment to connect with the plant spirit of grape, silently request permission to harvest while making an offering of some sort. I usually sing for my offering, or hum, or just sing in my head if there are people around. Then pick the ripe grape clusters and detach each grape until the jar is filled. Fill the jar again with the apple cider vinegar. Screw on a plastic lid and let sit in a dark cupboard for 2-4 weeks. Strain and store in a cool place.

We do what we can.

feather mystery

A bit of progress for the Magic Feather Project. A beaded quill for one and a red blotch for the other. The third is still gestating. As I stitch, I wonder what these little pieces will be a part of and who might touch or count the rainbow beads. And I take pleasure in the mystery.

I noticed the plum tree to the right of the table has been totally stripped of its plums. The table is where the squirrels sit to eat, I had to sweep their mess off to take the photos. They have a good life.

So do I, and I'm grateful to even have this little plum tree with no plums.