Several years ago, i planted a seed packet that i found in a drawer at my father's house after he died--the name now lost to me in the mists of time. This miniature lettuce--about 2 inches tall--has reseeded itself for over a decade.
Now while temperatures are warm during the day and flirting with freezing at night, it is ready to bolt.
This "lettuce-let" has spread its seed outside the garden fence to an adjacent strip bed. Since i'm planting there, i harvested the small greens rather than weed it out. What a delightful salad green, with no trace of bitterness.
We can also harvest the results of our own wholesome actions and find them sweet to taste.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Posted by Cheryl Wilfong at 6:57 AM
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