Hay Fields
Harvest of ripened fodder yields
In rolls of hay littering the fields.
Golden, dried under the sun,
For livestock winter consumption;
Who still graze in rich fall pastures,
Unaware of summer’s departure,
Fattening on earth’s green grasses,
Basking in the warmth of contentment.
Crops of vegetables: corn and potatoes;
Grains of barley, oats, flax, wheat, and canola.
Combines reaping, threshing, and winnowing
With other machinery, then tilling of the soil.
Where the farmer stands proudly gazing
Upon the harvest yield of their labour.
The fallow land, soon to be covered in snow
Awaits spring planting and growth revival.
canola in bloom
brightens the hills
sunny smiles
It's spring and fresh Farmers Market
asparagus always calls for a quiche,
so I dig out the May,1986 Milk Calendar
recipe, you can’t get more Canadian.
We use a pressed wheat germ crust because
we’re not good at real pastry, the secret is
cold hands according to Sarah’s mother
and I guess we’re too hot handed.
Sauté 1 cup of chopped onion,
lightly steam approximately one
pound of chopped asparagus and place
onions and asparagus at bottom of pie crust.
Beat 3 of our neighbour’s farm fresh eggs
(4 ‘large’ store-bought eggs), then add
two-thirds cup plain yogourt, a cup of milk,
and a cup and a half of shredded old cheddar cheese
(yes, very much the 1986 Milk calendar but I
did use canola oil instead of butter for the sauté)
a tsp each of salt and dried dill (2 tbsp fresh if available),
one tbsp Dijon mustard and cinnamon and
nutmeg to taste (in my case this means a lot).
Pour egg mix over onions and asparagus over pie
(if desired top with a wheel of asparagus spears).
Bake at 375? for 35 minutes, let. cool for 10
and savour the taste of spring.
Red dirt chases the single-laned tarred roads,
For kilometres past the horizon.
Wrapped in endless yellow canola fields
With lapping barbed wire fences.
Authentic, wise eucalypt giants stand guard-
They have lived
And will always live in the years of the forgotten lands,
They define terra-nullius.
They lean over, offering shade from brazen suns.
Oh, how the creeks know the Australian sun,
Their beds have slept
And will always dream of the time before the stolen lands.
The land owns terra-nullius.
The kookaburra calls to the morning,
With all its glory,
Sings the song of ancestors
To city buildings
That will never live to care about
The roots of the Narraburra Hills,
That wear olden-day graffiti rock art.
Those hills whisper in their valleys
Of the way they’ve lived
And will always live overseeing
The overtaking of terra-nullius.
All dressed in matching shirts, belt buckles and ties,
The big black boots made from leather,
And their pride and joy, sitting upon their head,
With the biggest brim, leather strap and a feather.
There’s headers and tractors, sprayers and drills,
Harvesters, loaders, and ploughs,
And the thousands of farmers, from this region,
All walk around and casually browse,
This new equipment for barley, sugar, or wheat
For fields of canola or fruit,
And a special buy is the new dog box, that simply sits,
Right on the back of their ute.
This is the site where farmers meet once a year,
Wheeling and dealing a rural parlay,
The hundred hectare paddock, transformed into,
The Henty Farm Machinery Field day.
i prepared a simple supper
but with great love i cooked
that main meat of refined wheat
durum semolina, traded as rotini
an Italian pasta to go with beef, a grace
from a Canadian cow grazed in prairie grass,
spiced with herbs from the hunted tropics:
ginger, garlic, turmeric, and coriander
powdered, with red pepper powder
and red pepper crushed, black pepper
(also powdered), added to the onion
chopped, fennel, fenugreek, and cumin
(all seeds), and the magical mustard,
adding leaves chopped: basil, chives
and parsley, with garam masala, a Bharat
special, sprinkled with hardly a pinch of salt
before adding the slow-cooked African beans
and Mexican sauce: chopped and crushed tomato,
and boiled potato, after being sautéed
in the US canola oil to enhance the taste
of minerals and more already in my pan:
folate, iron, niacin, riboflavin, and thiamine
already mixed in carbohydrate, the main
with Chinese additives: citric, soy, and seasonings
unlisted; likewise the two sealed cans
that curtailed my sprinkling salt for supper
came with corn starch, sugar, more spices
and blackstrap molasses, and a poetic muse
No Cook: "Tuna Creamed burger" 11-17-09
2 cups Coleslaw = (classic): Dole raw, is kosher.
5 oz Tuna = in water or oil : Western Family
2 slices Bread = whole wheat
1/2 cup _ : Canola mayonnaise: add more if needed.
1/2 cup _ : Sour cream: add more if needed.
Colby jack _ : add more if needed.
1/2 tbsp _ : Mustard (course ground)
Parmesan _ : add as much you like
Garlic powder _ : 2 pinches
Basil leaves _ : 2 sprinkles (crushed)
Hamburger pickles & Onions on side.
not the best cook
but i never make it the same.
have fun and share it with someone you love
or someone you want to love
"No wrap egg role"
2 cups Coleslaw (classic) : Dole is kosher
Garlic powder : 2 pinches
Basil leaves : 2 sprinkles (crushed)
1/2 cups onions : small to medium
Canola oil : 1/2 tbsp in small pan (Wesson)
Colby jack cheese : add as little or as much, to taste
Parmesan : add to taste
in small pan + heat Canola oil on medium heat
add onions, cook 3 to 5 min or till you like the way they look (keep watch)
add Coleslaw + Garlic powder + Basil leaves
try not to get coleslaw soggy
Good with chicken and turkey burgers.
A.) Jiffy white cake mix : 2 boxes
Dole pear halves : 1 can (no juice)(heavy or light syrup)
Canola oil: 1/2 cup
Seasoned rice vinegar(Brand name Mizkan,Nakano): 1/2 tsp.
Sugar (C & H): 1 cup
B.) Mix or blender: Pear blended up in mixer without syrup
C.) 7 x10 pan: use parchment or wax paper, aluminum foil
D.)Pam cooking spray: or not
(if do, lace pan after, with a tsp. of cake mix or flower
E.)Bake: 20 min to 30 min at 375
F.)Can use: uses your imagination
Cool wipe /wipe cream
vanilla ice cream
strawberry ice cream
powder sugar mix with milk
always preheat oven at 325 or 350
and it tastes like you picked the Pears yourself.
not sure, on the freezing in the freezer?
we all have to help each other in this time of great need!
GOD Bless!
not religious but very Spiritual
ps. ingredients may need some working on. do whats' best for you.
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