My unruly
tummy is finally coming into line as I bombard it with two types of
antibiotics and two types of probiotics. Adding normal food back into
my diet is still slow going, though...so I'm working on becoming more
American and eating with my eyes.
After my initial angst,
I soon remembered that I get a kick out of hauling humongous sweet
potatoes out of the ground or weeding beside the basil, letting the
herbal aroma waft over my skin as I work. Picking a peck of (unpickled)
peppers and giving half away makes my day because I can imagine beloved
people eating the bright red fruits.
Okay, so yes, I'd rather
savor our garden produce myself. But in the meantime, life is still
good as long as the beauty of fresh vegetables rolls across my eyes and
my skin.