concotions

while alone in the more quiet parts of the day, this morning for example, i find that i have no appetite for eggs fried in butter, soda bread toasted with jam, grains stewed with sweet almond milk and berries, that sort of thing. rather, trying to test the wind and light by sitting very still on the porch the hunger that stirs in me is for something vegetal, light and fleeting.

with the recent acquisition of a most excellent juicer this little house has been happy to get the necessary vitamins and minerals of vegetables and fruit without having to imbibe any solids in the middle of a scorching desert afternoon. (which is not to say that we don't eat a glut of growing things most frequently, however, it is more to keep the flow of those up when no one has an ounce of appetite....)

above is something i drink in secret, when no one can walk by, wrinkle their nose and roll their eyes and say "oh dear...you do eat such very strange things...ugh.":

celery + green grapes + peaches + apples zoomed through the juicer, cut with a most recent batch fiercely tart raspberry kombucha a crown of milled chia seeds and thickened with a few spoonfuls of newly made raw-milk yogurt.

sweet and minerally and creamy all at once.
not the kind of thing to grace the glossy face of some new-fangled-farm-forward-food publication but more than enough for a Monday morning.