This is only part of my friend D's ridiculously lush backyard garden in Boston. His herbs grow like weeds. I miss being able to garden outside, though I've never had herbs like this, even in Alaska. Unless you count that fennel plant we could have used as a christmas tree. (The red cabbage the size of beach balls weren't herbs.)
D truly has the greenest thumb of anyone I know, and if I hadn't been the beneficiary of huge amounts of fresh herbs for the five days I stayed with them, I'd be even more envious.
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