Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you’ll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.
When I don’t have much to say, I post pictures. Like this:
This is the entirety of our strawberry crop this year. We would’ve had more, but the strawberry growing instruction sheet I got from Molbak’s said that it was better in the first year to remove flowers and berry buds to let the strawberries get established. These three are ones I missed, and I’m glad I did. What they lacked in size, they made up for in flavor.
And, excitingly, we received our first small box of strawberries from our CSA, too. Those berries are much larger and more beautiful, but frankly seem rather late. The year we did the CSA in Massachusetts, we had strawberries at the beginning of end of May/June. This year’s just been so difficult for anything not leafy and green. But this week we got delicious pod peas, some humongous carrots, strawberries, a couple heads of lettuce, and leeks. I know how to deal with all of these, which is a relief after last week. In that box, we got more pea tendrils and kale (among other things). The kale was very pretty, but typically I don’t like kale much.
I’m not asking what to do with kale, by the way. Apparently the single most popular thing to do with it is put it in soup, so that’s what we did. I made sausage, white bean, and kale soup, only we got the sausage loose (a pound of sausage filling not in its casing) from Bill the Butcher. That turned out excellent. The soup is rather salty, so I’d probably go for low-salt broth in the future, and when I do it again, I’ll use 8 cups of broth; 6 turned out so thick there was hardly any liquid after it sat overnight. However, I’m really quite pleased with that as a way of using up kale. It lets us get the good kale nutrients without trying to actually struggle through the kale flavor.
I also made a chocolate cake with beets in it as a way to use up some beets. I was really hoping for a fuchsia-colored cake — the batter was unmistakably, vividly fuchsia — but baked it turned out like regular cake. It wasn’t noticeably beet-flavored, either, so I’ll count that a success, too.
In other non-food-related news:
- Last night I finished reading Game of Thrones, by George R. R. Martin. It took me just over 4 days. Now I really have to get my hands on the rest of the series.
- On Saturday I rode 121 miles, my new personal longest ride ever. That won’t be true for much longer, though, since RAMROD is 150 miles.
- I spent a little over 17 hours helping Mom clean up (compile, format, copyedit, implement changes) some science curriculum files for BCS. I liked having something resembling real work to do, even if only for a little while. (Insert slightly plaintive sigh here.)
- New glasses time. My old ones snapped in an irreparable way, and while the glasses repair people soldered a kludgy type of fix, they said that wasn’t a permanent fix and I now can’t fold them, so they don’t transport well. I haven’t gotten new glasses frames in years. This is going to be weird.
- We got a trail-a-bike for my Red Bike. Now, it’s true we don’t personally have any kids between the ages of 4 and 9 years, but Kallie, my parents’ god-daughter (my god-sister? I could be her mom!), is 5 and very energetic. I am looking forward to riding around with her. And don’t tell anybody I said this, but every time I see parents out with their little kids on bikes, or towing small kids in trailers, I secretly hope that’ll be me in not too many years.