Notes From Nowhere

I’m traveling up North, and Jens is traveling down South. What better place to stop over than in the Italian alps? We had some amazing ravioli last night. The dough wasn’t regular pasta dough, but made of potatoes. Incredibly fragrant, never before have I seen this done with such finesse. So I talked Jens into taking photos. First of the beautiful dish, ravioli filled with herbs served on a foamy sauce made from mushrooms. Then of the empty plate, just a little flower left that I’m sure was edible. It’s still fairly cold and rainy up here, but summer is around the corner. Lots of tiny mountain flowers everywhere, and many of them make their way into local cuisine. So we had a look around and found a spot with our ‘ravioli flowers’. These are from the garden of the monastery where Jens is working, and where I’m currently dropping in for some restoration of spirits.

It has often been said that, as long as things go smoothly, all images taken from a commercial airplane look the same. Perhaps this will change once the entertainment program renders not just your plane and its surroundings, but also its passengers, including yourself, in ‘real time’. Until then, approximations like this will have to do…

I’ll be posting some animal sketches here in the next weeks. Their ultimate destination is on greeting cards for friends and family, the tiny ones in mini-envelops one sometimes receives for special occasions. Just recently a friend from London sent me one. It struck a cord: as much as I do everything by email, it is charming to receive a beautiful little note. Hence this will be one destiny of my ‘found’ giraffes, horses, sheep, and so on.