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I have very fond memories of nasturtiums. They were one of my mom’s favorite flowers, and whenever we had flowers in the yard there would be bushy nasturtium plants along the garden beds at the edge of the driveway, along the porch, and in the hanging planters.

There were a few times over the years when I would use nasturtium flowers, which have a peppery flavor, in salads or as edible flower decorations on cakes.

This year I can’t do much in the way of planting things, but I at least had my sister-in-law pick me up a pack of nasturtium seeds and have some of them planted in a few small pots on the counter of my trailer.

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