Wednesday night we had leek pie. We have had leek pie before; the thing that made this one different was that it was leeks from our garden.
I was not quite prepared to take the out, but Poppy the Mighty had figured out that 1) She could go through the light fencing I had put up, and 2) Things sticking out of the ground make a pretty good chew toy. So it was pull them or lose them.
As we were eating it last night, I was suddenly struck by the fact that (with a little work) most of the ingredients were things that I could generate, if I had the room and time: Leeks, eggs, wheat flour (for crust). Bacon and Milk/cream/butter could be had at a little more effort and expense (or traded for). But the thing could be done, with a little effort and ingenuity.
It is moments like this (mostly, finishing up the leftover piece) that makes me think and realize how much more possible such things are. Yes, my reach always seems to exceed my grasp in such areas - I am still struggling after nine years of living here to get a garden I can actually eat out of - but occasionally there are moments that remind me that the future is out there, if I can just apply myself a little more creatively and be a little more patient.
And yes, the leek pie out here is delicious.