Samosa...a popular accompaniment to tea or coffee break in India. The filling can be of vegetables or meat, but the potato-filling is a hot favourite. These photos are of the ones made by Hari, our former jack of all trades but now master of one. He's a mason in his village but once a year, he comes and stays with us for a week or so. And the good soul that he is, goes about fixing things around the house--a leaky tap here, a rusty lock, a fuse and a big help in my little garden. When he was here, every morning after breakfast, the gardening tools were taken out and most of my potted plants were pampered with all the cleaning/weeding/trimming. Out of old wood, he also made several planters for me to start a herb garden. Cooking is also Hari's forte. We were treated to different kinds of parathas (Indian bread) for breakfast but these are what he made one rainy afternoon. Just the right monsoon snack with tea. Needless to say my sons polished off the samosas in record Guinness time!!!
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau