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February 21, 2010


Sheila Connolly

Ah, yes, the garden remains perfect in your head, but not on the ground. Last year slugs ate my zucchini. I thought zucchini were indestructible. I was wrong.

My project for this year is the ground nut. Say what? This was a staple crop of local Indian tribes in my very area--in the 17th century. They would bury caches of it and come back when they needed food. I first heard of it in Nathaniel Philbrick's Mayflower.

But what is it, and where do you find it? At a signing, I asked Philbrick--and he had no clue. So I had to hunt on the Internet, and now I have a source. I think. Is this thing actually edible? Got me, but I'll find out and let you know.

Donna Andrews

Ground nuts is a special plant? I always thought it was peanuts! But when I look it up, I find it refers to several different plants....what's the scientific name of what you're going to try?

I'm also contemplating ground cherries, sunberries, and stevia.


Hmmm, stevia. The new IN plant, as personified by the product Truvia and some other "via" I can't remember right now, which are non caloric natural sweeteners derived from the stevia plant. (I use Truvia)

Have fun with the seeds!

Hank Phillippi Ryan

You know, the "Seed" search is such a wonderful metaphor..isn't it what we all do, dreaming of whatever kind of garden calls to us?

For years, I only planted flowers that were pink, white or lavender. Then one day, some of the little pink tulips I planted decided they were gonna be yellow.

And from that moment on, my garden changed. Now--anything goes. SO I ask--who's in charge here?

Hank Phillippi Ryan

And you'll know this--what's the new-ish book that posits that plants are the smartest entities of all--because they've figured out how to get humans to take care of them?


I've come to the sad conclusion that while I like the idea of gardening, I will never be a gardener. But the packets of seeds, the reward of blooms in spring never fails to be a lure, especially this time of year. I've learned to resist, doing a minimum level of landscaping with indestructible plants that like shade, ledge, and cold (hostas!) and supporting my local farmer. Good luck, Donna!

Rosemary Harris

A lovely post. I walked around my garden yesterday, knocking snow and ice off branches. Some, of course, were broken, but others popped right up like slingshots. The perfect garden, like the most sincere pumpkin patch and the perfect book. May we all harvest all of them!

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