This afternoon I carried out my annual survey of wildflowers in a 1 km OS grid-square just outside Oxford for the charity Plantlife. There’s nothing especially botanically-interesting there, but it’s not a bad spot.
You know you’re good at what you do when even the Poison Control center seems to think no one would know better.
One night years ago, Balick was up late going through some old materials that he had collected in the field when he stuck himself with a curare dart from the Amazon. When he called his local poison control center and explained his story, the operator told him to call plant expert Michael Balick of the New York Botanical Garden. When he said that he was Michael Balick, the operator told him to go to the hospital. He said he was cleared of any possible toxic effects by the next day.
500 medicinal plants, centuries of history, and a few particularly daring curators — check out Wild Medicine if you get the chance. —MN
The chives have exploded this year. I’ve had much more than I’ve been able to use in daily cooking, so I’ve thinned out my crop a bit in order to dry some for storage and later use.
I’m drying mine by chopping them into rings and florets, and then placing them in paper bags in a warm, dry place. Once the chives have had a chance to replenish themselves a bit, I’ll also try drying them in bundles.