In July we visited my Dad who lives in the Kickapoo Valley of western Wisconsin, near Viroqua. It's a land of rolling green hills, winding rivers, small organic farms, and smart back-to-the-landers. Our Dad has homesteaded a plot of 30 acres; slowly building his house, maintaining the rugged driveway, and cultivating his incredibly abundant garden. He runs exclusively on solar power and woodstove heat. I oh so admire his way of life, and to visit his rustic land is truly magical.
One fine morning while there we sauntered down to the garden, taking photographs on the way, to pick some delicacies for breakfast.
Children of the corn! We dug up some potatoes, munched on snap peas, ogled the broccoli, carrots, kale, onions, garlic, etc.
Back inside we washed and sliced the potatoes, and began sauteing them with olive oil, fresh green onion, garlic, dill, basil, and salt and pepper. When they were soft we scrambled in a few eggs. Simple food lifted from the ground moments earlier.
Simple food lifted from the ground moments earlier. So here's to our (Mel and I's) Pa! A true modern day hero.
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