This past spring, my wife, Elaine, asked me to gather some greens for a salad. So, naturally, I headed for our fenced-in garden to see what had appeared. Between two of our raised beds grew several dandelions, and I clipped a number of their leaves and deposited them in a bag. Below another bed, I found some broadleaf plantain that had just started to break through the soil, and its leaves were added to the stash.
Next, I headed to the edge of our driveway, where I’d observed a patch of garlic mustard thriving, and pulled up several of the plants. My last stop was at our front stoop, where two hairy bittercress plants had taken advantage of the
