May Day morning (Pita Pockets!)

The weather forecast, for the forseeable future is showers…with occasional sun breaks. So when the sun breaks, Bear, Bob and I take advantage!

This morning, the sun broke. It was crisp, cool – that beautiful, after a good rain, clean air – with the sun shining over the mountains and through the trees. Bob had his morning out and about and then Bear and it was good!

I love baking in the morning no matter what the weather is like, but when that morning sun is shining in the kitchen, the birds are singing, Bob and Bear are content – it is heavenly to me to mix or roll dough and generally dawdle in the kitchen.

My work was caught up, Bear was lying in the yard, Bob was on his fleece inside – I baked.

Pita bread. FYI – not a tricky thing at all, at all! I use the same dough I like for english muffins, pizza crust, Naan and mini-boules – my own riff on the Portuguese Broa from Artisan Bread in 5 minutes a day. To make Pita, roll the dough to about 1/8 inch thick. Heat a pizza stone to 450 (the book says 500, but 450 works for me), put the dough directly on the stone and bake for 5-7 minutes until it puffs and browns slightly. Tough, huh?

May Day morning…breakfast Pita Pockets stuffed with sausage, white beans, scrambled egg, chopped cabbage and cheese – perfect!

Evening bling

Last evening, Bear and I walked the loop as the sun was getting low – about an hour before official sunset: 7:45 ish. Morning or evening, I love to watch the sun through the woods – the light playing with the ground, the woods plants and the trees.

To the East, the tops of the trees in the small valley between foothills – dramatic contrast in the evening sun break after a cloudy, rainy day.

And the topper? Lupins, dressed in raindrops…a little evening bling :) !

***that little scraggly thing to the bottom right? It is a wildflower (weed?) of some sort. They are all over the woods, but I can’t find them in my flower book. They look like miniature bottle brushes that have seen better days. They make me laugh to see them – silly laughing…fun in the woods laughing – so maybe not a “traditionally” beautiful wildflower, but as in all things, beauty in the eye of the beholder and also not always outward appearance …sometimes beauty [for me] is in how whatever or whoever makes me feel. There…my life metaphor of the day :)!

Glacier Lily

Just to the right of center, a path heads north into the woods in the direction of the state land that borders my property. Just between the first “gateway” of trees, on the right…

…one lone Glacier Lily – the first I’ve seen this Spring.

Glacier Lilies are edible by both people and animals. Bears and rodents eat the root bulbs. Deer and elk eat the seed pods. According to several internet sites, the roots could be pulverized and made into a dressing for skin sores and other parts used to treat colds. The leaves and pods could be eaten raw or cooked.

For me, they are pretty and it is always a nice surprise to find one blooming in my woods.

Who’s your farmer?

Swallow Crest Farm, a Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) farm is my farmer! Or at least one of them. This farm is on the road home, maybe 3/4 of a mile down the road from my house. I knew this was an organic farm but did not how how or where they were selling. I found out just this week that they operate as a CSA and thankfully they had shares still available. Distribution starts in mid-May and one of the first items should be rhubarb. I have a new recipe for roasted rhubarb jam to try and my little patch will not provide enough for that and a torte or 3 so looking forward to some surplus.

Like many rural areas, I have options of buying direct from farmers and ranchers. We have Kalispell Kreamery, Farm to Market Pork, a plethora of beef ranchers as well as sources for deer and elk meat. Our Farmer’s markets have a large variety of locally grown produce – somewhat amazing considering our short growing season.

I am slowly converting to buying local and seasonal food for a variety of reasons. One of the biggest reasons is that fresh food tastes best! With our ability to ship around the world and add things to even “fresh” food to preserve color and shelf life, we’ve given up flavor…think tomatoes. In addition to flavor, I’ve rediscovered the excitement of waiting for the rhubarb to ripen, the first fresh ear of corn, the first vine ripened tomato. Anticipation is a huge part of the fun and I’m liking the change to waiting and not buying certain grocery produce picked long before it was ripe.

Swallow Crest Farm, Kalispell, Montana: one of my farmer’s.

Preferences

Bear and I got a nice walk and time outside this morning – in between rain showers. But it is gray and overcast, the air is heavy with the promise of more rain and it is a good day for napping.

As far as Bob is concerned, every day is a good day for napping! He has taken to spending a good part of his day in Wild Thing. It is warm, the accomodations are to his liking, he can survey the territory from the vantage point of a bit of height and there is no dog…

Elsewhere, the Lily-of-the-Valley grow – seemingly as I watch. Blooms next week maybe!