Dinner tonight after walking around Málaga today! ☀️🌴 This was our first time there (besides the airport) so we wandered around a bit. I scored some new Merrell shoes from Corte Ingles because my other barefoot-style Merrells were defective. 😓 (I returned them to Amazon and got a refund.) My new pair of Merrells are comfy and vegan and I can’t wait to take them hiking! Anyways, back to dinner! 🙊🍚🍅🥕🌶🌱 Brown rice, fresh heirloom tomato, sautéed veggies: zucchini, carrot, green beans, peppers, red onion with oregano, thyme, paprika, black pepper, and coconut sugar. No salt or oil needed. We ate this goodness with a few tortillas! 🌯👅💦
Our first ‘Rosa Bianca’ heirloom eggplant. A true beauty so perfect it looks like it fell out of a catalog and not our garden. I can not wait to make it into my dinner.
This is what all the hard work is about. When I venture out into the garden after a long day of greeting card making, a harvest like this makes my day worth it. No matter how good or bad my day was, I can visibly see the success of this garden and I realize I can do something amazing. I don’t always feel that way. I really mostly feel awkward and defensive. But this stupid little garden is slowly becoming my life’s passion and it makes me feel important. I can feed myself and my family, not with a paycheck, but with my hands, my heart and my hard work. Dirt under my nails and the smell of soil under my nose. A true hard day’s work that can not be paralleled with a day spent in an office building or retail center.
Maybe my Mom was onto something when she would threaten me as a child with sending me “back to Poland to pick potatoes”. I don’t ever remember rejecting the idea. Maybe she should have. I think I would have been right at home.