What looks like coral, grows in the garden, and sends your taste buds into spirals of delight?
Can you believe we got to eat this cosmic specimen?
Out of this world!
Fractal Food
Lines and Curves
Over the weekend, we eat the atemoya. The Bohemian, of course, wants to save the seeds.
We visit Mary at the farmer’s market and marvel at her Romanesco brocoli. Its fractal example fuels my current fascination with patterns in nature.
I’ve got my camera tucked in a pocket on our rainy Saturday. Jeb’s guiding us on a misty walk we’ve never taken before. Passing through abandoned guava groves and young mahogany stands, we come upon a rushing river.
All I see are lines and curves. Creative order everywhere.
Digesting a Marvel
Continuing with the thread of exotic edibles, I can follow-up yesterday’s purple cauliflower post with the atemoya gifted to the Bohemian and I on New Year’s Eve.
2013 brings a fruity fractal.
Reminder of phenomena unfurling, where chaotic, perfected patterns outline time and space.
planetary paths
laced with orbiting moons
celestial spirals
uncoil
shaking tails
of star dust
in their wake
Indeed, you could imbibe this fruit. Take a ride into micro/macro orbit. Contemplate the nature of the Universe.
Or just slice it up. Taste the sweet. Smile and enjoy.
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