Rhoda was an enthusiast. Sometimes she was accused of not being able to stick to something, but it was nothing like that at all. She would do something for a year, and then move on to another interest. All her interests had something to do with food. Two years ago she was into making pickles and chutneys. She had cupboards full of every combination; fig and leek chutney for example, and apple, rosemary and mango. Last year she was into breads; she made every type of bread under the sun. And this year (she had been given a book for Christmas) she was into edible weeds.
Until her Christmas gift – Edible Weeds of the World – Rhoda had no idea that so many of the plants growing wild were able to be eaten. First she tried wild onion. It grew everywhere. It seemed to be a cross between onion and garlic, and the leaves, flowers and bulbs could all be devoured. Why anyone would ever need to buy onions and garlic and chives after this discovery was anyone’s guess. Wild onions were as common as anything.
And then there were gorse flowers, and wild nasturtiums, and the roots and uncurled fronds of specific ferns, and fennel, and mint, and thistle heads, and… Quickly, Rhoda’s edible weed menu grew and developed into a huge and burgeoning thing of wonder. She foraged and found and used all sorts of weeds she hadn’t even known existed.
It was such a shame when she poisoned her whole family.
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The excitement comes through in your reading, Bruce. Perfect bathos finale
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Thanks, Derrick!
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An inevitable ending 🙂
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I nearly kept them all alive just to fool you!
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I would have been most shocked 🙂
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You are unshockable, Pauline!
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That would have been a surprise !
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😀
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“it’s just parsley,
be at ease…”
people said
when Socrates
took some hemlock
quite instead
and afterward
appeared quite dead.
Some things look
an awful lot
like other things
which they are not.
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On a more unrhyming note (and whoever thought rhyming with Socrates would be a breeze!) when I was in Boston some conifer trees were called hemlock, but I had known only the weed which looks a little like a carrot plant!
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I think that’s because the piney needles—if you crush them in your hand—smell like the poison hemlock. The Frenchies call that tree “la bruche du Canada.”
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I dislike the smell of hemlock. Hemlock and thistles were the two things we had to chop down on the farm with spades when we were kids.
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We had hemlock growing in the community garden. I saw this one coming, Bruce. Too many ways to poison yourself, even if you sort of know what you’re doing.
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I agree – although there is an abundance now (I notice) in the bookshops of books on “edible weeds” and “edible fungus”. It’s tempting but I think I’ll stick with the tried and true (except maybe for the wild onions).
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I have eaten a lot of wild plants, but it’s best to learn from someone who’s been eating them for 50 years and survived…
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LOL – we “safely” gather what we call puha in New Zealand – a sort of wild spinach, and also water cress.
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It is too bad that some people are not able to stick to something.
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I know – at least for a year!
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Bushcraft or “Foraging for Food” is so rife in the forests surrounding where I live in South England, that top London restaurants come and swoop up all the edible wild fungus and plants for free and charge a fortune for them.
A woman died on the Isle of Wight (near me) few years ago after picking, cooking and eating a poisonous fungus – It is why people started only eating ones only bought in grocers – though now I am a bit dubious of trendy London restaurants. BBC newsclip: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/hampshire/8574915.stm
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If weeds are so “nice” I don’t know why they don’t grow them commercially.
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Ha Ha
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I knew the gathering storm had to lead to something cataclysmic. On second thoughts, Rhoda would make an ideal subject for terraforming alien planets in hostile solar systems in galaxies far far away. Do send a link to NASA.
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I shall harbour your suggestion deceitfully, and present it as my own idea when the time is ripe!
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Who knows my thoughts own their origin to your ever expanding web!
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LOL! It’s incomprehensible how the mind works!
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I knew poisoning was coming…
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I should have kept them alive!!
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Your poor characters. Better not let ’em see you coming! (That’s a compliment, by the way.)
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Thank you!!
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