They’re all heart.

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I’m not a fan of artichokes. I mean really, who has the time?

But I am a fan of the Jerusalem artichokes our farming neighbor across the road grows every year.

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Because when they blossom in the fall?

They are a seriously impressive sight.

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Human in far left corner for scale.

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When your flowers tower over the harvesting truck?

That’s a damned impressive bloom.

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13 thoughts on “They’re all heart.”

  1. My mum used to boil artichokes with rock sugar and made it into a drink. She claimed it had a “cooling effect” on the body. It tasted gross.

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