A Second in Time
They say life changes
Gradually, but it’s a lie.
It happens at once.
In just a second in time
Everything shifts forever.
The Bell Tower
A leaf falls, tree weeps,
Separation’s a small death,
Tears tumble from sky,
You ask for whom the bell tolls,
I reply, it tolls for us.
Morning has broken,
New day dawns over still woods,
Sun smiles, hearts rejoice.
Photos taken early this morning travelling to Malaga.
Waning Winter Sun
Above children cavorting,
While tourists relax,
Under waning winter sun.
Memories of summers past.
The moon in daylight
Must feel very out of place
Alone in blue sky
Missing twinkling stars. Sometimes
The sky’s too bright to be loved.
Displaced, waning moon
Staring at the glorious sun
In cloudless, blue sky.
Everyone ignores pale moon
While the bright sun is shining.
I haven’t eaten much meat for over thirty years, for no environmental, health, religious or ethical reason, I just don’t like it much.
That means I eat a lot of fruit, nuts, vegetables and pulses. In fact, the lentils in the picture above are one of my favourite foods, and they’re really easy to make.
There are small and tiny brown lentils. I prefer the small ones, but you can use either.
There are plenty of recipes for lentil soup or stew, this is how I make it.
Rinse the lentils in a colander, you’ll need half a cup per person, be generous, you can eat the leftovers a day or two later.
Add three times the amount of water to a large pan. So, if you are cooking for two and use 1 whole cup of lentils, you need to add three cups of water. You can add more later on if it gets too thick.
Now add the vegetables, chopped into small pieces. For 2 people I’d include two carrots, half an onion, a clove of garlic, half a red and green pepper and some spinach.
There are four magical ingredients I add for flavour, a Spanish spicy sausage, called chorizo, a bay leaf, two spoonfuls of olive oil, and a stock cube (meat is best, but you can use a vegetable one, too).
If you don’t like or can’t get hold of the sausage, you can use come curry powder, or paprika, for flavour instead.
Now comes the easiest part, simmer for about 40 minutes, stiring occasionally.
If you’re in a hurry, you can use the pressure cooker. It’ll probably take less than 10 minutes.
However, you should know that lentils are best cooked slowly, and they’re delicious when reheated, so if you cook the day before, or even in the morning, they taste much better.
Another important part of the meal is the wine, I prefer a Spanish white, Rueda, but most people would accompany this meal with red wine, such as Rioja.
Did you know that in Italy lentils are said to bring prosperity for the year ahead when eaten on New Year’s Day?
Do you like or cook lentils? Feel free to share your tips or recipe if you do!
It’s Sunday and time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following 100 word, flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Lakshmi Bhat for this week’s photo prompt.
“Ouch,” he said. “That hurt.”
“So, put a plaster on your ego,” she replied.
“Just one dance.”
“I told you, no way!”
“You’re the bridesmaid, I’m the best man, the music’s playing…”
She didn’t let him finish. “What part of no don’t you understand?”
“I know Derek was an idiot.”
She huffed. “Everyone knows your brother’s an idiot.”
“You’re hurt, but I’m glad.”
“I’m glad he’s out of the picture.”
“And so are you!”
“I’m up for a challenge.”
“So, go climb the Everest!”
“Only with you.”
“Rhymes with prickly,” he whispered as he led her to the dance floor.
That was fun to write! I hope you enjoyed their witty banter 😉 There will never be a dull moment with this couple!
It’s Sunday and time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following flash fiction of slightly over 100 words, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Susan Spaulding for the photo prompt.
The Secret Door
Dr. Smith pushed her glasses to the top of her nose. ‘Can you describe how you’re feeling, Sarah?’
‘I’m lying down in the middle of the street, in my school uniform, while passersby throw stones over my motionless body.’
Dr. Smith nodded as if she understood. ‘Close your eyes, Sarah. Imagine you’re a bystander watching. What can you see?’
‘A girl buried under a huge, grey stone pyramid.’
She smiled. ‘Look again, Sarah. Perhaps you’re not under the pyramid, you’re inside it and there’s a way out.’
‘Like a secret door?’
Dr. Smith nodded. ‘Exactly.’
Dr. Smith leaned towards her patient. ‘I’m here to help you find it.’