This stanza of the very long Lewis Carroll poem “The Walrus and the Carpenter” was recited pretty frequently in my household when I was growing up. Every time someone would say “the time has come,” someone else, usually my mother, would launch into the rest of the lines. To this day I can’t hear that phrase without automatically thinking of shoes and ships and sealing wax, and cabbages and kings. I do know now that it’s “sealing wax,” rather than “ceiling wax.”
Something else I’ve retained from childhood is my fascination with the amazing patterns found in nature: the subdivided segments of a lime, the organized seeds of a pomegranate, the undulating layers of a cabbage. Hence today’s pattern, inspired by a cabbage recently halved and turned into fish tacos by my husband, who is the chef of the household.
Unfortunately, I drew the sketch for my cabbage from memory, and now that I see the photo, I realize that I could have done a much better sketch. Oh well, maybe another day. Or maybe I’ll make my peace with the fact that this is an interpretive endeavor. Without further ado….
A few interpretations of yes, cabbages.