posted on March 20, 2007 at 8:05 pm

the countryside
the black lakes
the mute farmers toiling in the fields
small graveyards and white churches
cuckoos calling in the dusk
oh where does that little path lead ?
oh where can we be ?
in the forest
wandering again in this forest
on this little path
the air goes past so soothingly
as we glide down the track
under a starry sky
and the crescent moon in cloudy milkiness
creatures stir but we see nothing
the leaves gently shudder
take my hand
oh take my hand
because i am lost here
a thousand tiny sounds in the night
scratching rustling squeaking
mighty trees and baby mice
gnomes who live amongst the roots of the oak
moss and white stones
tangled and cool
the darkening path
the deepening shadows
i am no stranger but
i look and youre gone
alone bitterly alone
i keep hoping to wake up
i stumble upon a little house in a clearing
a very old and frail lady comes out
she smiles at me sadly
come in my son
ive made you some lovely nettle soup

25 Responses to “nettle soup”

  1. avatar
    veleska1970 | 20 March 2007 at 8:43 pm #

    sounds like a dream…..strangely enough, the settings of my dream are always at night, too. i rarely have a dream where it’s daylight outside in it.

    but “nettle soup”? i hope you didn’t stick your tongue too badly.

  2. avatar
    knot | 20 March 2007 at 9:01 pm #

    County Mayo, Ireland

    Wild Irish Nettle Soup

    * 12 oz/350 g nettle leaves and young, tender stems
    * 3-4 oz/75-110 g butter
    * A mixture of leek, onion and celery, roughly chopped (about 6 oz/175 g total weight)
    * 2.5 pints/1.5 litres vegetable stock
    * 1.5 lb/675 g potatoes, sliced
    * 0.75 pint/425 ml single cream
    * Salt and freshly ground black pepper


    Wash the nettles. Melt 3 oz/75 g of the butter in a heavy based pan and sweat the leek, onion, celery and the nettles for 5 to 6 minutes without browning. Add the stock and bring to the boil, then add the potatoes. Cook over a low heat for about 40 to 50 minutes.

    Liquidize the soup to a fine puree, then return it to the pan, and add the cream. Salt and pepper to taste, reheat gently and check the consistency. Some extra butter may be whisked in for a richer, smoother finish. Garnish each serving with a blanched nettle leaf.

    Serves 8

    miss you, my olde son

  3. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 20 March 2007 at 9:05 pm #

    talk soup, me wanted more soup…
    M. Jon

  4. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2007 at 9:08 pm #

    it wasn’t may day i hope
    •The call of the cuckoo is ominous – to hear it on your right brings luck; on the left, ill fortune; from a church yard meant a death in the family, and before breakfast, a hungry year.

  5. avatar
    mattdavison | 20 March 2007 at 9:10 pm #

    Ever thought of writing kids stories??

    The Faraway Tree was my favorite..E Blyton

    gotta poem for ya all later. Now off to finish painting a masterpiece for my exhibition..Crisp, bright morning over here in Nz the tui birds whistle behind my house…the tast of black coffee and dunhill blue in my mouth..Oh another day!

  6. avatar
    knot | 20 March 2007 at 9:17 pm #

    also do wear gloves when picking or handling nettles

    unless you would like a blister collection

  7. avatar
    Centuryhouse | 20 March 2007 at 9:24 pm #

    Cool, I liked it. Nice imagery and the kind that fills my dreams.

    I’d be interesting in seeing what kind of book you’d write.

  8. avatar
    kat | 20 March 2007 at 10:12 pm #

    veleska’s right, sounds like a dream. the kind that freaks you out when you wake up ’cause it feels too real. vivid. nettles. er..


  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2007 at 10:16 pm #

    Gingerbread house is better.

  10. avatar
    Black lakes ass! | 20 March 2007 at 10:23 pm #

    Nettle Soup

    Don’t worry – they don’t sting when cooked! Nettles are very nutrient rich and of course – free! Don’t gather them beside a busy road where they will have been contaminated by traffic fumes. If you keep cutting them from springtime you get a regular supply of fresh leaves, though they can get a bit insect infested during the summer!


    2 tablespoons of vegetable margarine or oil

    2 tablespoons of white flour

    1 onion, roughly chopped

    2 cloves garlic, chopped

    Freshly picked and washed young nettles (several good handfuls – picked with gloves and caution!)

    2 cups soya milk (tesco value is cheap and organic too)

    1 cup water or stock

    salt and pepper to taste

    Fry the onion and garlic in the oil or marg. for a few minutes then stir in the nettles (no need to chop or remove stalks) until they soften. Stir in the flour and gradually add the soya milk and water or stock, stirring all the time. Add seasonings and liquidise. Delicious…

  11. avatar
    12str | 20 March 2007 at 10:29 pm #

    a dream within a dream…
    you got this nerve in your writing man….
    going of to watch lizards eating flies in the oriental sun for 3 long soft weeks….
    take care

    pat the cat

  12. avatar
    PAGEY | 20 March 2007 at 10:45 pm #


    The protective powers of the nettle have long been used in magic.
    To remove a curse and send it back, stuff a poppet with nettle, or carry some in a sachet.
    Also, sprinkle nettle around the house to keep evil out and to send it back. Nettle is also thrown onto the a fire to avert danger, held in the hand to ward off ghosts, carried with yarrow to allay fear, and worn as an amulet to keep
    negativity far away.
    A pot of freshly cut nettles placed beneath a sickbed will aid in the person’s recovery.
    Nettle has sometimes been used as a lust-inducing herb, and contemporary Mexican spiritualists recommend its use in purification baths because it is ‘more carnivorous’ than other herbs, and so will work more efficiently.

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 20 March 2007 at 10:49 pm #

    Im ready to lean my shoes near the fireplace..
    how about some tortillas?
    As if I need an answer…

    So we stay till morning..
    Where to next?

    jaime r……..

  14. avatar
    Samosanx | 20 March 2007 at 10:55 pm #

    wow! what a great morning; the am of nettles
    yeah, have you told this story to Eve’n’Aurora’n’Scarlet?
    thanks Mr K and all, for the lovely nettle vibe

    see, he cured his own ailing….
    maybe the old and frail lady is that one who was in the hospital with Neil Y

  15. avatar
    Amy Jane | 20 March 2007 at 11:18 pm #

    mmm..think I might make some nettle brew haven’t had any in a while very good for the adrenals….liquid gold….handle of dried nettle steeped in water for a while

    x Amy

  16. avatar
    CSTCoach | 20 March 2007 at 11:20 pm #

    i’m strangely nettled by all this…

    i bet nettles would make a hell of an effective itching powder, too…


    – ps – mattd – i liked enid blyton as a kid too. read all the Famous 5 books. 🙂

  17. avatar
    fantasticandy | 20 March 2007 at 11:29 pm #

    hans christian andersen………..
    eat your heart out!
    hey, that sounds like an idea for a story,
    once upon a time there was a strange old hippy called steve…………………..

  18. avatar
    nv | 21 March 2007 at 12:11 am #

    under a large silvery moon
    I walked backwards from winter
    to feel spring on my face
    calling me forward
    today vernal equinox
    at exactly 5:09 pst
    a balance
    of day and night
    a harmony so sweet
    the trees even blush!
    and petals fall
    instead of freezing rain

    under a large silvery moon
    in a forest of little houses
    and great trees
    deer trails
    mice and snails
    two walk
    palm to palm
    super novas and black holes swirl
    together in the evening sky
    velvet crushing velvet
    red and majenta
    blood orange and lime
    to a shore that reaches farther than eyes can see
    listening to the vast ocean
    coming and going thru eternity
    a white sound loop and
    footprints that won’t wash away
    in the surf
    although their feet no longer touch the earth


  19. avatar
    Symon | 21 March 2007 at 12:20 am #

    Steve…hope you dropped a trail of crumbs to find your way out.

    I’m fascinated that your Shadow might take the form of an old lady offering nettle soup….but then again..maybe it was just your Shadow having a laugh with you.

    Great imagery.

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 March 2007 at 1:17 am #

    day = night
    sad = anger
    very sorry

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 March 2007 at 1:18 am #

    Another warm and fuzzy bloggy sk. I’ve learnt so much since you’ve been blogging sk, nettle soup?, never heard or tasted it before, I guess it’s not used in Greek cooking, sounds kind of prickly and bitter from what the posts above say, but at least I know what nettle soup is next time it pops up in a conversation! ha ha

    Have a beautiful day and look forward to some more photos.
    Love always,

  22. avatar
    JJ | 21 March 2007 at 2:06 am #

    Ah, I love hikes in the forest, camping under the trees and a canopy of stars, the mysterious sounds at once soothing and disturbing.

    Tell me more, tell me more…..

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 March 2007 at 5:44 am #

    Another gift- thankyou SK

    very nice nv

    c e

  24. avatar
    isolde | 21 March 2007 at 10:04 am #

    Peace and quiet and open air

  25. avatar
    John Garratt | 21 March 2007 at 5:05 pm #

    Knot, you stole my idea!

    I was going to request that SK make his next blog a recipe.


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