End of September

To counteract this seasonal shift from summer to autumn’s short days, I take the cleaver to gardenstuff — a carrot, a leek, an onion, garlic, parsley — and stew them with lentils and salt. Lentils, once the bane of our household (not lentils, again?). The younger daughter, still in her sweaty soccer practice shirt, eats hungrily.

Her older sister takes a knife to apples, listens to Stephen Colbert, rolls out dough. Pie, at least: it’s autumn.

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About Brett Ann Stanciu

A writer and sugarmaker, Brett Ann lives with her two daughters in stony soil Vermont. Her novel HIDDEN VIEW was published by Green Writers Press in the fall of 2015. Let my writing speak for itself.
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6 Responses to End of September

  1. Gran Torino says:

    Your impromptu evening stew reminds me of “Simple Food for the good Life” by Helen Nearing. It is always amazing what we have right under our noses. GT

  2. So true. Even after a frost, too.

  3. Some of the best dishes come from the frantic dive into the garden or refrigerator to throw together what is there.

  4. Love lentils AND Stephen Colbert:)

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