Sometimes our landlord just makes me angry. So angry that I have been known to very verbally predict that with in five years he will be the local slum lord. When I saw the mess starting to grow up underneath the clothes line last week he had the rest of the yard mowed, but neglected the area I use the most I was fuming at him once again.
Then I noticed what was growing up: Plantain, Dandelion, and Lambs Quarters. Since I already know that he doesn't spray anything, I decided to make the best of the situation. A few days ago, I harvested the Plantain and made a quart of tincture and a pint of slave. Tomorrow, I am hoping to bring in some of the Dandelion to dry for use in teas. The Lambs Quarters will be snuck into the salad green as soon as it gets a bit more growth on it. Superman and I have an agreement that he doesn't always need to know what he's being fed as long as it tastes good.
I am still not happy with the landlord there is a leak over my bed that he has known about for weeks and not even looked at, but the convenient wild harvest does make me smile.
