tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post7625219521113916221..comments2023-12-27T22:26:20.552-05:00Comments on synch-ro-ni-zing: Ode to GarlicRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-29489129787836830552011-01-14T15:30:23.956-05:002011-01-14T15:30:23.956-05:00Robert, thank you for coming over here to read my ...<b>Robert</b>, thank you for coming over here to read my Garlic ode, and thank you for the "Oh, wow!" ! and for reading anything else you'll read . . . .Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-7968623516010262502011-01-14T15:29:40.384-05:002011-01-14T15:29:40.384-05:00Thank you, Erin, so much. I love that you felt it ...Thank you, <b>Erin</b>, so much. I love that you felt it in your throat too.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-49214903737407986162011-01-14T01:51:30.173-05:002011-01-14T01:51:30.173-05:00Oh, wow! I think I've a bit of catch-up to do ...Oh, wow! I think I've a bit of catch-up to do on your poems.The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-88987187141984482292011-01-13T08:55:31.164-05:002011-01-13T08:55:31.164-05:00Praise, indeed. When you rubbed the dirt from the...Praise, indeed. When you rubbed the dirt from the tiny swollen faces I felt it in my throat. I felt it as a mother first and then as a woman who has taken soil by the throat and begged. What a wonder you are. I am so pleased to read you.<br /><br />xo<br />erinWoman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-89093179030348141502010-08-04T17:19:24.433-04:002010-08-04T17:19:24.433-04:00Loring, oh that's good, and I think you also l...<b>Loring</b>, oh that's good, and I think you also live on jalapeƱo and cayenne with sides of everything else too.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-19019810051627201062010-08-04T17:18:31.658-04:002010-08-04T17:18:31.658-04:00Wow, Boots, that's a lot of garlic in every di...Wow, <b>Boots</b>, that's a lot of garlic in every dish, you go! I love it that much too, and I think once you get used to it, you miss it if there is less. Oh dear, I'm getting hungry.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-209957428395679882010-08-02T19:48:46.191-04:002010-08-02T19:48:46.191-04:00A poem to garlic, bless you. I live on garlic, wi...A poem to garlic, bless you. I live on garlic, with sides of everything else.Loring Wirbelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11764834150305763077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-59169221626651690282010-08-02T05:55:07.357-04:002010-08-02T05:55:07.357-04:00To think you are growing your own garlic, and brai...To think you are growing your own garlic, and braiding it, thrills me to no end, Ruth. I can picture it! It took me moving to The Netherlands to discover garlic, but don't ask me why. I cut up a whole head of it (along with leeks and onions) in almost every dish I make (it's so cheap here!) and Astrid goes to work the next day warning the guys (if they don't say something to her first ("So Ginnie cooked with garlic again last night, I see!")). The funny thing is that we never smell it on each other. That's the fun of it! :D<br /><br />I love this ode and all your wonderful images. It all makes me smile.Ginnie Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14014434422568561157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-16897999837357546842010-07-30T10:00:36.515-04:002010-07-30T10:00:36.515-04:00Jean, more garlic going into the ground, and repro...<b>Jean</b>, more garlic going into the ground, and reproducing . . . ohhhhh, lovely. Bless you.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-47715122120340506912010-07-30T08:29:19.052-04:002010-07-30T08:29:19.052-04:00i am putting the gondola cloves in for the very fi...i am putting the gondola cloves in for the very first time this fall...i hope i can pay them proper homage...what a wonderful poem, ruth...and i agree, garlic is one of the most incredible things on earth...i never tire of it's perfume in the pan..*jean*https://www.blogger.com/profile/03325374997441856732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-56716950665733682582010-07-30T05:43:46.432-04:002010-07-30T05:43:46.432-04:00Thank you, Pat for such encouraging words! I think...Thank you, <b>Pat</b> for such encouraging words! I think the odes are onto <i>me</i>. :)Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-16750244476771152102010-07-29T21:31:22.310-04:002010-07-29T21:31:22.310-04:00This is beautiful. I love the poem. So visual I ca...This is beautiful. I love the poem. So visual I can almost SMELL the garlic. I LOVE the photos to accompany the poem. I think you're on to something with these "Odes"! Yes you are!Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17756564685282866773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-2858893601359125952010-07-29T19:56:01.836-04:002010-07-29T19:56:01.836-04:00Dear DS, thank you, my word-loving friend.Dear <b>DS</b>, thank you, my word-loving friend.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-28523217743221665632010-07-29T13:07:02.006-04:002010-07-29T13:07:02.006-04:00I haven't much to add to what has gone before ...I haven't much to add to what has gone before (may I order a copy of your book in advance, please?), but I love the way you braided this poem. Brilliant. Thank you!dshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07616750784052488695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-66827837437425751632010-07-29T06:44:45.349-04:002010-07-29T06:44:45.349-04:00Thank you very much, Oliag, you are kind.
I have ...Thank you very much, <b>Oliag</b>, you are kind.<br /><br />I have a couple of Neruda's poem books that have the original Spanish next to the English translation. So if you go to buy a collection, you should be able to find that. Online the two languages side by side are harder to find.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-32476128643671281402010-07-29T06:42:39.616-04:002010-07-29T06:42:39.616-04:00Dear Tracy, black garlic, no! I will take your wor...Dear <b>Tracy</b>, black garlic, no! I will take your word for it that it is deeelicious. And I would love to try it. I wonder if there are instructions for fermenting online. Hmm, must check that out.<br /><br />I'm having a good day. I wonder when you and Jason are heading Stateside?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-37675534003495105932010-07-29T06:29:25.047-04:002010-07-29T06:29:25.047-04:00Dear Vagabonde, thank you for your kind words.
A...Dear <b>Vagabonde</b>, thank you for your kind words. <br /><br />And thank you for all that interesting information about garlic in France. The word <i>tresse</i> is beautiful. Of course it must be related to the English <i>tresses</i> of hair. It does make me very happy that something I love this much is also very good for health.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-25079214556051867882010-07-29T06:17:57.797-04:002010-07-29T06:17:57.797-04:00Thank you, Pauline, well now, that's a thought...Thank you, <b>Pauline</b>, well now, that's a thought. Maybe Neruda's.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-31078041173978981692010-07-29T06:10:10.485-04:002010-07-29T06:10:10.485-04:00Cathy, ohhh, I love chicken. I eat it occasionally...<b>Cathy</b>, ohhh, I love chicken. I eat it occasionally, especially when I'm super hungry. It's something I really love. But yes, we're vegan-ish. I bet the dish is delicious. We have quite a bit of basil. Pesto. Pesto. Pesto.<br /><br />Yes, we have already eaten some of the garlic. It will keep drying hanging there, and we'll just cut it off even now. When Don first harvested it, before hanging it to dry in the barn, it was very moist. That was the second week of July. It has already dried quite a bit since then, to more like what we get at the store.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-65502566948371383622010-07-29T06:04:40.348-04:002010-07-29T06:04:40.348-04:00Babs, what's for dinner?<b>Babs</b>, what's for dinner?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-34119088415405826942010-07-29T06:03:19.581-04:002010-07-29T06:03:19.581-04:00rauf, those Indian kings and Nawabs - I can pictur...<b>rauf</b>, those Indian kings and Nawabs - I can picture them, those long pointed gondolas. <br /><br />As for the French, I think I missed the cultural reputation for garlic that several of you have mentioned in comments. I remember the connection with immigrants, but I don't think I consciously thought of a particular country of origin.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-39517914482358537092010-07-29T05:58:39.128-04:002010-07-29T05:58:39.128-04:00Susie Q my friend, now you have peaked my curiosit...<b>Susie Q</b> my friend, now you have peaked my curiosity! I have to wait until tomorrow? <br /><br />Oh your kind words just fill me up, my dear. Thank you.<br /><br />Yes, those Louisianians must get their garlic roots (heh) from the French, <i>non</i>?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-62108105728853531782010-07-29T05:55:40.382-04:002010-07-29T05:55:40.382-04:00Letty! High fives and hallelujah through the wormh...<b>Letty</b>! High fives and hallelujah through the wormhole, my dear friend!Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-67144306044040752612010-07-29T05:53:18.209-04:002010-07-29T05:53:18.209-04:00Dear Terresa, your praise is going to my head! Who...Dear <b>Terresa</b>, your praise is going to my head! Whoooo getting dizzy. It means a lot to me, for you are such a marvelous poet-thinker.<br /><br />I'm glad to hear that you feel that way about your midwife, because the role of midwife, and even the word, strike me as one of the beautiful, organic seeds that have grown in our techno-culture these last few decades.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21312708.post-82791042137138609832010-07-29T05:48:24.025-04:002010-07-29T05:48:24.025-04:00Caroldiane, thank you so much. You could start wit...<b>Caroldiane</b>, thank you so much. You could start with that one itself: Ode to Anything that Tickles My Fancy, and go from there.<br /><br />I'd say our posts are aligned - yours about spending time in your garden beds weeding, and reflecting on your life.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.com