In my wildest dreams, we are self-sufficient. We have a large garden where vegetables and fruit trees grow abundantly. We have a small tilapia pond, and a few chickens and ducks. In short, in my dreams, we need not go to the market to buy food. We just have to step out into the garden, choose what’s ripe for picking and slaughter, and we have food to eat.
But that’s my dream. In reality, we have a garden with fruit trees, a few vegetables and herbs, but no tilapia pond. We did have chickens (but not ducks) years ago and the hen laid eggs every few days but we didn’t really know how to raise chickens, and we ended up giving them away to a neighbor who was well versed with the art of raising chickens. Truth be told, the rooster was so violent that it attacked the hen and almost killed it many times. A friend suggested it might be part of their mating game. I really wouldn’t know.
At any rate, the distance between dream and reality is not so huge that I can’t see the dream while my feet are planted firmly on reality. Having fruit trees and herbs is not a bad start at all. And when the fruit trees bear more fruit than we can consume, the feeling is indescribable. It makes me feel rich. And that was how I felt earlier today as I picked limes off the tree.
There were so many fruits that some had fallen to the ground.
Some were still too small for picking so I left them alone. Unripe lime doesn’t have too much juice so why waste them by picking them too early? I’ll wait until the time is right. I picked just a few ripe ones to make a glass of iced tea.
But before I went back into the house, I inspected the kalamansi tree too.
Some of the kalamansi are getting overripe so I suppose I have to think of a dish I can use them for. Tomorrow. Perhaps, bistek or one of its variants.
But that’s for tomorrow. Tonight, I have an iced tea recipe to write. Jasmine iced tea with lime.