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Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh)
Last fall, when I made our Christmas wreaths, one of the greens I gathered was Ground Juniper. It was so prickly and difficult to handle, I decided not to use it again. However, since I am now looking at plants from the point of view of edibility, I want to take another look at the Common Juniper bushes growing on our lake property.
Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh) is a low, evergreen shrub, growing in bogs and on barren soils in abandoned pastures. The specific name of Ground Juniper, communis, means ‘in clumps’. The branches of Ground Juniper take the form of a dense, oval mat, spreading horizontally across the ground.
Ground Juniper is also known as genévrier in French. The name of the spirit ‘gin’is derived from this word since the oil of the Juniper berry is used to flavor gin.
The needles of Ground Juniper are a yellowish-green. They are flattish, three-sided and have a whitened stripe on the lower surface.
The bluish, waxy berries are actually cones. They are light green at first and mature over three years to a dark blue. The berries of Juniper appear covered by a whitish powder.
The berries of Ground Juniper are woody and hard, but edible in small quantities as a spice for meat, especially game. They have a resinous odor and a sweet taste, and are crushed, dried and ground to release the flavour.
The young berries and young leaves can be also boiled in water for ten minutes and then steeped for another ten minutes to make a tea.
The berries are known for their medicinal properties and so should be used sparingly and with caution.
Warning: 1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification; 2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives; 3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.~
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Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh)
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boughs spread horizontal,
hug the ground
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cones disguised as berries,
leaves as needles
all, dusted with powder
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waxy berries glow
like blue planets, offer themselves –
we harvest, reach, mindful of sharps
and moon-dust, the true distance
between pasture and sky
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meat spiced with wooden berries, ground
and sorrows drowned in jiggers of gin
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© Jane Tims 2012



























