Circles

My heart became my drawer. my eyes became my camera.

As I look, I describe as if I wrote it  on the walls of my heart. So I will never forget.

Sometimes tears are my ink source and my heart beats are the rhythm of my song.

Sometimes silence is the picture I never took.

Every now and then, mostly now

A little girl riding a bike in circles  with an umbrella, in front of an old closed shop with broken windows. Inside the shop, an old white and blue Buick and carved wood benches and bears that I see everyday.

Riding in circles, in a very hot and windy day.

She will make me write a song, on my way to pick up my kids from school.

Riding in my minivan, like everyday in straight lines. That day I wanted to be that little girl . Riding in circles holding a big white umbrella .

So I wrote a song and it went into my heart for many years.

One day, I will find pieces of it.

some of the words are long forgotten,

some of them will come clear and bright,

and then I will take a pencil.

A SALAT FOR A WINDY HOT DAY

JICAMA AND CARROT RIDING IN CIRCLES

INGREDIANTS:

• 1 Medium Jicama
• 2 Medium carrots
• Cilantro bunch (or any other fresh herb )
• 1 lime (graded peel and juice)
• salt
• pepper
• olive oil

to make this salad I use a handheld julienne peeler and make strips out of the Jicama and the carrots.

Chop the herbs and add to the salad, add the lime juice and peel.

2 TBS of good olive oil, salt and pepper to your taste.

Enjoy