Bottoms up in Lathkilldale, idyllically beautiful stream and nature reserve. We went in search of dippers, chubby little bobbing waterbirds for my old friend Louise from Oz, publisher and expert in the wild wildlife of the bush.
In spite of its tameness, our lovely stream did not disappoint and the ducks and dabchicks more than made up for the disappearing dippers.
All will be silent here for a week as I too disappear, to deepest Wales to cook for the Zen meditators of the Western Chan Fellowship.
Zen Cooking – MrsG ties on her apron, heads off with a car load of food (meditation is hard work) can it all be held in the mind at once? Only with great concentration. All is silence – until July 23rd.
August 6, 2007 at 6:50 pm
I’d love to know what goes down well at a Zen dinner. Will you be doing anything quirkily paradoxical yet strangely enlightening?
September 9, 2007 at 1:32 pm
Absolutely! How could it be otherwise? Truely what goes down well at a Zen dinner is light but tasty food. A day spent on the meditation cushion is hard work. A hot vegetable dish like roasted veg tagine with couscous and a green salad – sound ok?