Viewed from the street, Blume’s modest pistachio-green house is unremarkable in appearance — a bit cheerier-looking than its neighbors, perhaps. But walk through a side gate and the yard opens up to a garden lover’s dream: flowers everywhere you look, eighteen perfectly pruned fruit trees, and so many different kinds of edible green things — growing on the ground, along the fence, in planters, and up wire support frames — I couldn’t write fast enough to get them all down. (There were tomatoes, pole beans, cucumbers, lettuce, summer and winter squash, artichokes, asparagus, tree collards, hops, six types of berries, at least 20 types of medicinal plants — the list went on and on).