Kale is everywhere in my garden.
The language corner: the word composta in Italian can mean compote or compost.
The photo above is my contribution to edition #38 of Black and White Wednesday - A Culinary Photography Event created by Susan of The Well-Seasoned Cook and hosted this week by Usha of My Spicy Kitchen.
The photo was shot in color and then converted to sepia.
This post contains the gallery of images submitted to the event.
On this page, you can find out who is hosting the current and future editions of the event.
I love that life springs eternal, and that there is always nourishment to be found, even in so-called waste products. Matter may change, but it never goes away. (Physics 101 ; ))
Nice affirming, heartening image, Simona. Reminds me of a time years ago when my mom and I dug up old non-blooming day lily roots and tossed them under the arbor to rot. Somehow they weathered over a hard winter and sprouted fresh growth in spring. They simply would not die, so we pried the roots open with pitchforks and replanted: another several years of lovely yellow blooms on the post and rail fence.
Posted by: Susan | June 21, 2012 at 06:02 AM
Simona, that is funny. Nature force is so strong.
I have so many tomato seedlings sprouting where I spread the compost from last year.
Posted by: Laura | June 21, 2012 at 06:23 AM
Simona, nice picture!
Posted by: usha | June 22, 2012 at 06:30 PM
Hi Susan. Thanks for sharing the nice story about the lily. When a plant finds a spot it likes, it is pretty amazing what it can stand. Speaking of which, I am pretty happy today because a small orchid I got as a gift a while ago has bloomed again - in the bathroom.
Tomato seedlings? How nice, Laura. Having seeds in the compost makes for a rather chaotic distribution of plants. On the other hand, it's kind of fun to see what grows where.
Thanks, Usha.
Posted by: Simona Carini | June 22, 2012 at 09:52 PM