"I’m excited to plant everything. We vow every fall that our garden next year will be smaller. And every year, it isn’t. We love so many things that can only come from our garden. Our favorite varieties – Jaune flammé (for ), Principe Borghese (for drying), Indigo kumquat, Japanese Trifele, (just yum) – cannot be bought. Nor does our grocery store sell fresh , or s, or , or Chioggia beets, or s. Or dark red sunflowers; don’t get me started on the flowers. We have our own line of es we’ve bred for ten years to thrive in this microclimate. I don’t need much in life to be happy, but scarlet sunflowers and perfect sweet potatoes are on the short list. Now we’ve also blocked out a little section where our 6-year-old grandson plants all his favorite things. You can see our predicament."