Last night while laying in the sand, half awake, half asleep being
caressed by waves I noticed the rather cryptic list of ingredients
printed on the side of our salad bottle.
fifteen minutes earlier Monosodioum Glutamate, Polydiglicerides,
and ascorbic acid danced in a single file stream, passing over your
lips, gently, gliding with grace, to your stomach, anxiously awaiting
I envy those chemicals and wish that just this once - I wouldn't
be so concerned, with organic gardening.