Yesterday I took a walk in the field near our house, and I came upon some sorrel. My mother introduced me to this plant when I was a kid and I love its sour, tangy taste. I crouched down and picked some and ate it, feeling very much like some sort of bovine. Next summer I hope to be in North Sydney full time (as opposed to this last summer when I worked in Baddeck during the week and went home on weekends), with more time to garden. I miss it very much! And if I do, you know I’ll be planting some sorrel.