I went for a long, magical bike ride through the breathtakingly-beautiful hills and valleys just south of La Crosse, Wisconsin, and spotted (among many other things) this lovely crop of watercress. I wonder if this farmer knows how much this stuff sells for down at the co-op? Interesting that the cows in this pasture seem to have grazed around it; maybe, like me, they think that watercress tastes like soap...
