The cilantro may look a little wilted, but that’s what 90 degree temperatures do to us Northerners; however, the cilantro was amazing mixed in ground chicken and eaten in tacos. Now I need to figure out what to do with the rest.
The honey is raw and very local. One jar is fall honey and one jar is spring honey. Can you guess which is which?
I also bought rhubarb. It was a bleeding heart purchase. The young woman selling it was trying to save her grandparents farm before they died. How could I not buy rhubarb and some onions? If I had the money, I would have bought her the farm! Now what do I do with the rhubarb? I haven’t a clue!!!
Last, but not least are my Hens and Chickens. That’s what the little plant is called, because it is very prolific and will have a bunch of little baby plants under the big one in no time at all. I like them, because they remind me of the old lady that lived down the road from me in Maine. Once she brought me a whole garden full and in two years time, I had more babies than I could manage.