Sage

I’d planned to take a photo of one of the baby eggplants that has appeared in the planter boxes out the front, but we had a power outage. Coming home just now, K met our neighbour on the stairs - without the dog. I didn’t want to encounter Cujo on my way down later so settled for the sage. 

It’s one of only two herbs that I haven’t killed. Used in a pasta dish with roasted pumpkin, feta, toasted almonds and burnt butter.

Thanks for hosting Phillipa and Anne.