Here we are in the Spring of the second year of Our Doom. But this time around life feels like it’s on an upswing, I got both me jabs, and the chickens are permanently out of the yard. Some good things just might happen. And with that, we herald our lady of the spring, Fritillaria tomentosa:

Also known as Checkered Lilly, this spring maiden has a medicinal purpose in TCM via the bulb of the plant. I’m not too keen on doing anything to these bulbs but letting them multiply so I’ll wait to check out the remedy until I get a bigger patch or run out of Osha. Until then, I wait all year for this so I’ll be out there hangin with my homies.


Making salve from plants:

Comfrey + calendula + olive oil + beeswax + shea butter + lavender oil + vitamin E oil

Good for dry skin, faces, hands, irritations


Buckwheat. Heart leaves, self-sowing, makes kasha, feeds bees. xxo



Do you covet plants, like me? I thought about creeping Veronica liwanensis (speedwell) for years, jealous by other gardens with a successful patch. Placed on the north side of a young maple, there’s no stopping her. Native to the mountains of Turkey.




Windflower, or Anemone globosa, grows in my freakin’ backyard and everything about my life is coming together. This stuff clusters like a mother and makes pretty pink puddles in the green grass. I love these babies; they are so beautiful when they go to seed.



This was from my second season of growing garlic, and this is what happens when you plant your garlic too late in the spring, ie after hard frost.


Introducing my new favorite thing: hops. This one is Nugget and grows on the east side of our house; growth here took about two months.



This little sprig of a thing has a will beyond its size. This is a story of plants using people for their own gain. I thought I was being lazy by leaving the plant out to dry too long outside; turns out it propagated here, a foot away. As they say in Minnesota: way to be, Humulus americanus, way to be.



Let’s honor a member of my Plants Who Don’t Give AF club: Sorrel. She’s up and ready for the spring, just behind the bold poppies, and she provides nutrients to our bodies. Take a sample and let her tart juices wet your whistle! Children love her, she will come back every year and needs nothing from you.



Another PWDGAF member: Seaberry or Sea Buckthorn. This is the dormant state, but they leaf out similar to rosemary in an elongated, leathery leaf. They can take this crap of a clay soil with no complaint and handled the deer beheading and subsequent taping of their main stem rather well. Don’t get me going on how the Russians use it to protect against radiation in space or even the recent research done for CV-19… ascertain for yourself!


Here’s my 100+ lb dog sitting next to comfrey (Symphytum uplandica) to illustrate how tall this plant gets. In clay soil. No watering. This plant has been a resident from the original homesteaders – the Caulks – and no doubt utilized by the the next fam to live here, the Keenans. Comfrey is known as a

b i o d y n a m i c   a c c u m u l a t o r

which is about as righteous as a plant can get. See what the queen of herbage has to say: