
My neighbor left flowers for me. I put them in a pot next to the door. They’re better than a welcome mat.

My neighbor left flowers for me. I put them in a pot next to the door. They’re better than a welcome mat.

Volver and Wild Greens
My dream was that of growing food on my terrace and always having something available to eat. I now realize that, under my present circumstances, my possibilities are limited—limited but not impossible. The easiest food source to grow here on Paros has been amaranth. Locally it’s referred to as “horta” a catch all term for greens. The horta is generally boiled then served with olive oil and lemon.
Amaranth greens are full of many phytonutrients, minerals, vitamins, and antioxidants. And in the fall the plant produces a grain that’s loaded with magnesium, iron, and phosphorus.
This summer my garden is full of dandelions considered by many a weed. But dandelions are a great source of vitamin A, folate, vitamin K, raw vitamin C, calcium and potassium.
So this morning I harvested some amaranth and dandelion to accompany the fava I was making for lunch. A package of split fava costs c. E2.50. And what is not eaten today will be used tomorrow to make falafel. So, in two, we will eat three meals that are both nutritious and economical.
In Italy, it use to be common to “andare in camporella”, that is, to go to the countryside to forage for greens. It’s also an expression used for going to a secluded place with your girlfriend/boyfriend to kiss.
The world population continues to grow whereas the natural resources continue to diminish. This obviously will affect our food supply. So growing your own food (or at least a small part of it) will not only ensure quality food and a form of relaxation, it also provides a means to to reduce the environmental impact of food production.
Water wars and food wars will be coming soon.
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Related: the art of food foraging

This is our front porch. A few years ago, weather permitting, we started eating our meals here. And it changed our rapport with the neighbourhood. When neighbours walk by, we exchange greetings. A Kalimera here and a Kalimera there has created a stronger bond between us.
Our front porch helps us interrelate with the external world. Simply by using what we already have, the porch, we’ve expanded our possibilities of being part of the community. Mutual observation has kept us from seeing one another as strangers. We share a common sense of belonging—that with our neighbourhood.
If you want to change the world, a good place to start is on your own front porch.
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Volver our cat wakes me up meowing every morning wanting to go outside. And when I get back into bed, the roosters start crowing. When I finally decide to get up knowing I’ll never get back to sleep again, the cicadas begin their rave party and go on for hours.
Cicadas live about 17 years underground sucking tree sap for their survival. Then, in a kind of rapture, they all come out in hoards and, from larvae, turn into winged insects. The males immediately start singing looking for a mate. The hotter the weather, the louder they sing. After mating, the females deposit their eggs in the tree.
I wonder if the frequency of their singing has any effect on humans. The sound can be quite overwhelming at times. To drown them out, I play Linda Ronstadt singing “Como la Cigarra”.

Related: Cicadas on National Geographic
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This morning my first thought was about yesterday’s sunset and that dramatic variegated orange strip that traced the horizon afterwards. One shade looked familiar but I couldn’t say why until this morning when I was watering the plants. The shade in question was that of our orange hibiscus.
A sunset-orange colored hibiscus or a hibiscus colored sunset? It doesn’t matter. Today orange is my favorite color.
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p.s. a couple of nights after posting the above, I took this photo:

Hibiscus Orange Sunset