I'm Soaking In It!

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Raj and I have both had serious bouts with the local poison plants here at The Fahm; we've got poison oak and poison ivy pretty much everywhere. Raj had it on his arms while I've had it on my arms and my legs (because I'm special) and me being me, I have had a massive allergic reaction.  This is my first brush (pun entirely intended) with what our young guest Astha calls "The Tree of Poison," and it has pretty much been itchy and nasty and horrid, not to mention that my legs now look as if they've come out on the losing end of an encounter with the flesh-eating bacteria.

*sigh*

On a more positive note, among other wild and/or horribly neglected flora here, we have orange day lilies, black-eyed Susan, tiny pink climbing roses, wild blueberries, sweet raspberries, concord grapes, spearmint, and what will be a bumper crop of crab apples, regular apples, and pears. There will be hickory, chestnut, and walnuts, not to mention the abundance of fiddlehead ferns, should one wish to try that New England delicacy.

This is in addition to the romaine and butter lettuce, lettuce mix, swiss and rainbow chard, habanero and jalapeno peppers, oregano, cilantro, basil, dozen tomato and 3 tomatillo plants, green onions, chives, garlic, broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, potatoes, arugula, beets, red beans, string beans, pumpkin, corn, cucumber, and cabbage we planted in the garden...

Hmm. Perhaps I should look into learning how to can. Or open a roadside stand!