A purple cabbage moment

This morning I had a purple cabbage moment. Yes, I am mad and the daftest things amuse me.

With the promise of another hot day, I took my four legged friend out early to walk through the woods. Wandering down one of our usual footpaths I turned to see an unexpected interloper and gasped. Not welcome in many places, the common rhododendron had quietly established itself amongst the birch and oak saplings. A jewel of colour lit by the rising sun in its green setting. 

What’s that to do with purple cabbage I hear, apart from similar colour tones?

It’s that moment when you come across something unexpected that pleases you.

The cabbage is not a favourite with a lot of people. A heavy tightly wrapped globe. I’ve cooked it many times before but recently, I must have cut it differently. I plunged my sharp knife into the heart of the vegetable, applied my shoulder to the blade and it fell apart to reveal the purple swirling, mini puzzle of veggie, visual madness.

Too good to eat – I went for my camera. A purple cabbage moment.

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About jaytale

My name's Jill but I'm Jack of all trades and master of none. I've been writing, mainly poetry and short pieces for a long time and decided to concentrate a little harder to see if I can master this at least. I paint both the house and pictures when inspiration strikes. I am a country bumpkin who loves to be outdoors and enjoy meeting interesting people.
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2 Responses to A purple cabbage moment

  1. SallyJ says:

    Unexpected magic moments make great inspiration …love the cabbage photo

  2. jaytale says:

    Thanks Sally. Am looking for my next purple cabbage moment.

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