IL GIORNALINO DELLE CUJERE
Niente di meglio per cominciare un cammino di vita, che spero lungo e sereno, anche se profondamente diverso dai precedenti, come il pensionamento.
Conoscevo già Casa S. Giuseppe e il Progetto delle CUJERE come orto sociale, ma non lo avevo ancora mai frequentato, pur tenendomi informata via mail sugli appointments and work in progress. So, taking advantage of lots of free time I find myself in July, I decided to "take the field" in the true sense of the word.
There's a first time for everything and my first Monday is a bit '... slàusso, to put it in the dialect of cujere. I do not know where to turn ... I do not know what to do ... and how I miss the organization to which they are accustomed. ... in the absence of references of positions and I would not be intrusive.
I ask Valerie and I get carte blanche to harvest "waste" with zucchini zucchini, tomatoes with tomatoes, cucumbers, cucumbers ... .. For a vegetarian like me trend is a real satisfaction, as well as a continuing source of your mouth water.
Among the other a vegetable ask the names of several people present, not many names that, as in all the presentations, I forget very quickly. But it will be for next time, because I feel so good that I decided that there will be a next time.
I'm leaving, tired but satisfied, with a basket of vegetables and a bag of plums.
On my second Monday in the trial I harvested. A new thing that I feel for the first time and retired. Not bad! There
Valerio, riconoscibile dal “capel de paja”, a cui ormai tutti – sempre quei pochi – facciamo riferimento; c’è Salvatore, che devo ancora capire se è un volontario o un ospite della casa; c’è un operatore di Abitamondo di cui naturalmente non ricordo il nome e c’è un giovane ospite di origine africana, che si tiene un po’ in disparte e che non mi hanno ancora presentato. Ho deciso che la prossima volta – perché ci sarà una prossima volta – mi arrangio e mi presento da sola.
Osservo Valerio che passa con un piccolo aratro sulle cujere delle patate e dalle zolle rivoltate ne spuntano parecchie. Poi passiamo noi e le raccogliamo a mano, filling some boxes at our feet. But you need to turn your hands to ensure that the land does not remain under. Farewell manicure! Next time I must remember to bring appropriate gloves.
There are potatoes for every taste: big and small, smooth or lumpy potatoes, and even bonsai. And the latter, I gather that even if he could be left in the ground, I am convinced that the oven will rage!
Thanks to the heat and fatigue I find myself with rivulets of sweat down the neck and down my spine. That the discharge of toxins, guys! Next time though I must remember to bring a hat and keep a handkerchief handy. Now has been decided: there will be a next time! All in all, I started with a nice tan is free and complete good, no?
Then I work quickly and independently to raise tomatoes and plums: now are at home ... .. S. Joseph, of course!
Finally exceptional cujere watermelon with a melon that has everything for the pleasure (the rhyme is purely coincidental!): Beautiful, sweet, fresh.
And while we refreshed great, take advantage for a nice chat about recipes and traditions. Develop ideas and proposals that we intend to investigate at a later date. See you next Monday when plant it.
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