Saturday, May 23, 2009

A Story With a Plot

Once upon a time, there were two women. The younger woman -- we'll call her the Farmgirl Wannabe -- had a lovely little house in the country with a few acres of land, but didn't really know what to do with it.

The older woman -- we'll call her the Baklava Queen -- had no land, save what she borrowed from her landowning friends, but had seeds and lots of good ideas (inspired by kindly wise men whose books gave her guidance).

On a hot and sunny day, the Farmgirl Wannabe invited the Baklava Queen out for a visit. They had talked about their dovetailed dilemmas and thought they had a good solution. So with a sturdy rototiller...

...a square or two of freshly dug turf...

...a bag of buckwheat seed and a broadcast seeder...

...and a pair of nosy but unflappable neighbors, they got down to work.

While one planted an assortment of pumpkins around the fence (because you never know when you're going to grow a really huge pumpkin that could serve dual duty as a coach; this being a fairy tale, after all), the other merrily traipsed back and forth across a plot of tilled ground, scattering buckwheat seeds and tramping them into the earth.

(The other plot she covered with a soil-building mix of peas, vetch, and oats, in the hopes of turning that under later in the year and planting winter wheat. But we're getting ahead of our story now...)

The Farmgirl Wannabe and the Baklava Queen finished their toils and sat back with a pair of cold ones (locally brewed, of course) to appreciate their handiwork and to discuss their ongoing ideas for Local Roots (being the sort of fairy tale heroines who not only need no rescuing, they act as their own fairy godmothers).

And, having seen that their day was fruitful, they prepared a delicious dinner of local foods, from the breaded eggplant and wax beans from the Baklava Queen's freezer and the homemade spaghetti sauce to the buttery-tender lettuce mix and the crisp peppery radishes from the Farmgirl Wannabe's garden -- and they enjoyed every last bite.

And they worked happily ever after.

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At 5/26/2009 6:13 PM, Blogger Tara said...

A happy ending is always good! Love the neighbors – such pretty coats...

At 5/27/2009 7:06 AM, Blogger The Baklava Queen said...

At least we're hoping the ending will be happy -- we'll find out with the first batch of buckwheat crepes I make from this grain! :-)


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