Wild Blueberry Fields Forever
day one
slow food national meeting
tatamagouche, nova scotia,
love the word
it slides off tongue so easily
business, business, business
all translated seamlessly by jocelyne
satisfying linguistic needs
from gulf islands to
far french settlements
of quebec,
with conviviums the size of france
fun, fun, fun,
visiting sugarmoon maple farm
savouring seasonal sap distillations to syrup,
who knew the first sap "boil off" was light and mellow
and the last dark and thick like molasses?
wild blueberry fields with nuances of
rose, ochre, sand and eggplant tones
truly a visual and gastronomic gift from
mother nature all stewarded by
third generation farmer angus bonnyman
certified bio-dynamic farm
lots of good, clean, fair philosophy
laced with a little witchcraft and perhaps
even voodoo what with buried cow horns
and deer bladders...or not
dinner by the sea at wallace
first taste of lobster
jigging at the local kitchen party
in community hall
east coast award winning threesome
rocked the hall and the walls
"ten strings and a goatskin"
love the bodhran - haunting, potent, soothing
the rhythm in sync with the heart
thanked the bus driver for
being the dedicated driver when
we arrived he instructed me to go and
"fall on my face"
didn't but love the saying!
sensory pleasure from beginning to end
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