I was outside planting some more sorrel this afternoon when I thought of that old David Bowie song with a similar name. The tune kept going around in my head until I realised it was trying to tell me something. So I rewrote the lyrics a bit and I dedicate it to Roger, who, at times, calls himself a "vegetable widower"....
.......Sing along now everyone....
"Sorrel"
With your short brown hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrel
Sorrel
You acted funny trying to spend my money
You're out there playing your garden games of sorrel
Sorrel
You never do what you know you oughta
Something tells me you're a green thumb's daughter
Sorrel, sorrel Ahhhh, ah, ahhhh
I try to find her 'cause I can't resist her
I never knew just how much I'd miss her
Sorrel Sorrel
With your short brown hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrel
Sorrel Oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh
(Check this page for beautiful red sorrel)
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Cute, Kate! The kids at Open Garden have been begging for the return of the sorrel--they call them Lemon Leaves and they adore them!
We made potato and sorrel soup when we had it in the garden.Bob's Mum makes sorrel, potato and cream soup and adds chopped hard cooked egg at the end, it is very good.
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