this weekend was
- not too humid
- free of obligation
- full of gifts from the earth
after saturday morning yoga, we took a beautiful drive to a peach orchard and picked a peck.
we shared a peach milkshake under the orchard canopy. isn't this just lovely? i wish i would have planned ahead and prepared a proper picnic.
but i suppose "no planning required" was another thing that made this weekend perfect.
our karma garden is giving us so much goodness this year. the abundance of cucumbers and dill informed our choice for sunday supper: cold cucumber soup.
cooking straight from the garden is something i'm getting better at as the summers roll by.
this is the perfect summer supper: fresh, cooling, light.
c u c u m b e r s o u p with h e r b s and p e t a l s
- 3 large cucumbers
- 1 1/2 cup plain greek yogurt
- 2 or 3 garlic cloves, finely minced
- zest of one lemon
- juice of half the lemon
- handful fresh dill
- handful fresh parsley
- sea salt
- course ground black pepper
- herbs and edible flowers for garnish (i used the dill blooms, oregano flowers, nasturtiums and calendula)
- olive oil
- if you prefer your soup smooth, peel all three cucumbers, scrape out the seeds and give a rough chop
- *if you prefer your soup a bit rustic (as shown), leave one of the cucumbers unpeeled and add it to the soup after the soup has been processed
- put cucumbers, yogurt, finely minced garlic, lemon juice, lemon zest, dill and parsley in food processor and pulse to desired consistency
- salt and pepper to taste
- move soup to alternate glass container
- *if you prefer the rustic version, process the third unpeeled cucumber to a rough consistency now and add to the soup
- place in fridge and let it chill for at least one hour
- when it's time to serve, garnish with more fresh herbs, flowers and more course ground black pepper; drizzle with olive oil
- serve with toasted baguette or croutons
as an introvert, a perfect weekend for me always involves some quiet alone time. i took a walk away from the crowd and stumbled upon this secret lotus pond. there was one giant white bloom, a few perfect buds and a corps de ballet of electric blue and black dragonflies dancing about.
a serendipitous and magical prize for a solitary meander.
thank you weekend. thank you summer. thank you life.