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Horsie, Horsie: The horseradish has survived! There was doubt for quite some time, but it has made it. In January, when it was a bare root, Sadie got it and mauled it severely. I planted it anyhow, and now it has sent up shoots and is growing rapidly, so I suppose it has recovered. I don't know how Sadie's mouth felt after chewing on that root, but she didn't say anything at the time.

Horseradish used to grow wild in Rico, and my mother would put fresh roots through the blender. It was runny-eye time in our house after she did this, but I still love horseradish. The first time she made it, she served a big bowlful, and Robert thought it was mashed potatoes, so he took a big mouthful. Oopsie. He didn't like horseradish for the longest time, but I believe he does now.

It's raining. I don't know if I'll be able to work in the garden this weekend.


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