A lovely piece on the joys and sorrows of the kitchen garden, which, though it fails to mention the marauding rabbits, gophers, woodchucks, moles, and deer that may be the home-grown gardener’s greatest nightmare (get me a gun), gives a charming taste of the pleasure to be had among the pea-shoots–a pleasure the staff who will actually man the White House K-G is unlikely to share with the First Lady.
