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Apr 13, 2011 21:00

Today, it rained a lot. It was a perfect, typical spring rainy day. The magnolias on Smith campus are in bloom. There are leaves on the raspberries, everywhere. I walked Charlie in the rain for hours, and walked and rode in it for hours more without him, running my errands. I got a lot of work done on my bike. I arranged to get new eyeglass lenses, to replace the scratched ones I'm wearing, under warranty, so I don't have to spend roughly the amount I just spent on bicycle repair again on glasses.

I left Charlie out of the crate both times I went out without him, about an hour each time, and he is fine. He waited for me in the mudroom, by the door through which I left. Unfortunately, this room contains a snack barkitty litter box. I scooped before I left, but who knows when the cats restock the bar. A small flaw in our wonderful dog. We learned from the vet that he has dysplasia, and that he was fixed only after he was surrendered for adoption.

I bought Piment d'Espelette from Cooks Shop Here, and made this celeriac salad with it. It's really lovely: do you see in the photo how it has a coarser grain than powdered peppers like cayenne and paprika? It has a nice bite, too. I just made the salad, and it needs to sit, but I like it: it's mild and tangy, with a little lingering burn from the piment. I like the dijon tarragon combo, and having a new raw salad. I already value celeriac so much that I have no trouble using our winter share; I had to buy the two (locally grown) celeriac I used to make this salad. Our share has run down. Now we wait for our summer share to start up, and meanwhile, find what little local produce remains to be bought in the store. Freshly dug spring parsnips. Leftovers from the fall and winter.

After dinner with Kevin, he took Charlie out for fetch while I made the salad. When they were on their way, I saw them through the window, and they were so full of joy, I would have done anything to preserve it. Kevin had the chuck-it held aloft like a banner, and Charlie's tail was wagging, following him. They played and walked til full dark.

I had an interviewer here, a student from Smith. She looked terrified, like I was totally Other. I poured out my story. As always, it has me thinking afterward about how I framed things, always unconsciously, like when I talk about the divorce. There were many causes. I trip myself up when I try to make it too simple. Explaining how it really was would take a lot of advance preparation, digesting each important episode in my life. I am preparing to tell my story. I think of it in pieces, vignettes, and also of the greater arc, and I wonder if I have it in me to write something so big.

spring, food porn, dog, love, writing, kevin

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