This unseasonably cool spring -- a by-product of global weirding -- is a perverse gift for those of us who didn't get around to planting our gardens yet. The soil's only just beginning to warm up, so now is actually a great time to get some seeds in the ground!

When you scratch the surface of the seed story you learn that there is a major war being waged over seed control. Maybe it's because seeds haven't been sold as sexy.

A thoughtful, lovely gift that costs less than five bucks? A limited edition that delivers beautiful blossoms and edible treats you'd be hard pressed to find in a store, at any price? That, my friend, is a rare find.

Glenn Beck's latest sponsor is banking on Tea Party paranoia to sell a PVC tube filled with seeds, because, "in an economic meltdown, non-hybrid seeds could become more valuable than even silver and gold!"

I may be the only woman in the West Village who's more excited by burdock roots than Blahnik boots, but, thanks to the growing horde of horticultural hipsters, there's hope that someday I'll have company.