The problem was the insects. They were all around the house. While it was not as if there were a plague of them, there were at least hundreds of the smaller ones, and dozens of the bigger ones – too many to be normal, Glenda was sure of that. Well, she thought she was sure of that. It seemed that more were arriving all the time. They were multiplying at an alarming rate. She could only identify some of the basic types, as insects had never captured her attention much in the past.
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In the spring of joy,
when even the mud chuckles,
my soul runs rabid,
snaps at its own bleeding heels,
and barks: “What is happiness?”
Photo by Sandra Peterson Ramirez
Four Cheese Vegetable Lasagne
Thanks for this recipe goes to Simon Whalley, who calls his version “The Superfruit Mega Vegie Lasagne.” Simon is the owner of the wondrous Superfruit in Ivanhoe, where we get all of our fruits and vegetables, as well as many other good things. I have altered the recipe a bit from the original, which is why I changed the name, but it’s much the same as his version.
What I love about this dish is that it is rich and nuanced in flavour, and most importantly, it is not watery, because you cook the vegetables before assembling the layers. A watery lasagne is not one worth eating, in my opinion.
As with most recipes, the quality of your ingredients will largely determine your outcome, so I recommend fresh vegetables, fresh herbs, good quality cheeses, good quality oil, etc. The kinds of vegetables used, as well as the amounts, can certainly be altered; so go with what best suits your tastes, and good luck with it!
This recipe makes nine generous servings.
He was sitting in his yard draining his last can of beer and stubbing out a cigarette when the change came. He felt no pain, only the sensation of being tugged, like a fluffy pillow being urged from its fitted case. Finally, he came loose – this conscious part of him – and hovered over the dilapidated mass from which he had just wrested himself. “Well, damn,” he thought, “guess that’s it then.” But the truth was, he’d been thinking for some time that this might happen. While he was not what you’d call old, he’d pretty well made all the use of his body – for better or worse – that a man could make. He knew he’d worn it out. He…