It’s all rather idyllic, fluffy white clouds and white chickens slumbering in the sun. I’m preparing the beds for their summer occupants, everything but the weeds in their English rows. Under the soil there are treasures: tiny self seeded potatoes, a frog that leaps from the dirt to give me a heartattack.
An email from Dylan’s mum has interrupted our fantasy, we knew it was coming one day but we are reminded that reality awaits us back home. The house is being sold, nobslipping back into the same old routine, we have decisions to make, big ones, I guess it’s a good thing. Where is home? This is our chance to rent a house in the country, just the two of us after years of 6 or 7, are we ready? We’ll be returning home with the change in our pocket, it’s time to take stock.
An orange butterfly floats into view. We must be mindful, look to the future, whilst still glorying in the present. For now there is sun, the sound of hammering and a row of leeks waiting for a weed.
Ingredients
15 rhubarb stalks, diced
2 granny smith apples, diced
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 butter pat, cubed
3 cups spelt flour
Rhubarb crumble
Mix the rhubarb, apples and sugar together in a baking dish. Bake for 30 minutes at 180C, or until soft.
Meanwhile use your hands to combine the butter, sugar and flour until it is like breadcrumbs, but more on the lumpy side.
Cover top of cooked rhubarb mixture with crumble and bake for a further 30 minutes, until browned.
Serve with ice cream!