Let's plant the whole thing by alliteration.

[sapote]

Now that it's freezing hard every night and there's no risk of actually having to do garden work, I am of course seized with the frantic urge to plan elaborate, unmanageable garden plots that I will 1) probably fail to plant 2) definitely fail to tend. I blame these seed catalogs I'm getting, which seem to know full well that I am not tempted by useful things like tomatoes and cabbage (blah) but am entirely transported by the idea of planting sassafras and woad. Yes, I'll take a shiitake log and some saffron bulbs, please! How hard can those possibly be to grow?

Maybe if I can just get out of the S section I'll recover my senses. My poor boyfriend tried to talk to me about practical things this morning and got nothing but a screen full of "spinach sassafras saffron and salsify" over and over. Try to say that out loud. That is fun.