The other day I grabbed a carrot from the frig for the
chicken stir-fry I was making for supper. I’m not wild about raw carrots in a
stir-fry because they usually don’t get fully cooked but this concoction needed
a bit of color and I thought if I sliced thinly all would be fine. The scrawny
carrot I pulled out was not ready to give its life for stir-fry, that wasn’t its
goal. Even in the dark and cold refrigerator it wanted to live. When I saw
this delicate green leaves I thought of my sweet mother-in-law Allie. On her
kitchen window sill would be all sorts of tiny growing things that she gave
loving attention. So I salvage the top and placed it in water, a quiet homage
to a sweet lady who is still missed and a tiny bit of growing life that makes my
heart happy. The stir-fry was yummy by the way.
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