During World War II, the Soviet government drafted scientists to search for substances that would help their soldiers overcome fatigue and win on the battlefield.
Ryan and I are now “pseudo-nauts”, doing space-y things with our feet firmly on Earth.
On Sunday I started by harvesting a good bunch of leaves from my wild garlic.
I used to have a broad-leaved sorrel in the old garden, and the chickens were the only who ate it.
Earlier this year I was absolutely horrified when the flat footed fence fitters trampled all over my wild garlic.
One of the plants I would never want to be without in the garden is parsley.