Week 25 is here – read below about what my garden is all about this week…
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Hi! I’m Jenn – botanist, CEO, potty mouth.
This is my “plant diary”, where every day for the entire year I will log my experience with plants. I’m not sure what that’s actually going to look like, but it doesn’t really matter – I just want to talk plants.
But first, here’s a little context about me: I fucking love Champagne. I don’t really like reading fiction but can digest it in the podcast form. I listen, read and observe a lot. I happily overeat carbs. I call myself a botanist because I have been a professional (as in, I pay my bills by) horticulturist for the past 15 years. The past 4+ years I have been researching plants with indigenous Mayan and Garifuna cultures in Belize – mostly focusing on organically farmed Cacao theobroma and jungle-grown Yam root. This means lots of time spent working on family farms, lots of jungle hikes, lots of eating weird things and even a bot fly in the arm (I dare you to google bot fly). Vanilla planifolia and Crocus sativus are my jam right now. My hands-on background is florals, farming, herbalism, horticulture and jungle growth. I’ve dabbled in greenhouse growing (3 years in community college, greenhouse management degree), grafting and stone work. I’d like to practice bonsai more. I’m terrible at grammar. I love holistic approaches, but loathe buzzwords and “internet experts”. I could spend less money on crystals. I should do more yoga. I am meditating more. I get angry at Terry Gross, but then fall back in love each week. Reality TV shows are a must. Woodford on the rocks with a twist and a cherry. Hip hop keeps me human. Kale is king.
Why write this? Because I want to remember and reflect on the time I spend with plants.
Ok. Here we go.
Thursday, June 18th 2015 – HMB
The biennial Foxglove in my garden started as a small cluster of 4″, grouped under my Apple tree. The healthy, dark green leaves have swelled and grown over the past 8 months, and are now shooting up sturdy stems and ample flowers.
I love a Foxglove in full bloom – it feels so good to run your hand down the flowers little faces and feel the soft petals.
Why people don’t plant a thousand Foxgloves in every garden is beyond me.
Friday, June 19th 2015 – HMB
Got some awesome Tomatoes in the shop… the yellow pear cherries that grow like crazy. I love those when they are just slightly over-ripe…
Salt + Olive oil.
Saturday, June 20th 2015 – HMB
Nothing remarkable. Lots of bees in the garden though…
Sunday, June 21st 2015 – HMB
Sitting in the garden, in the sun with a thin blanket, a glass of wine and Patootie and Whiskey. Missing my other two, but feeling more in the spirit of Summer.
I loved the feeling when it was towards the end of a day and I would lay with all the dogs piled around me. All of us content, quiet, cuddling and happy. Having the time to drift in and out of sleep with a pack of four dogs is such a blessing.
Monday, June 22nd 2015 – HMB, Los Altos, San Mateo
Today we are planting 32″ box Olive trees in Half Moon Bay. I was supposed ot buy 24″ box trees, but bumped up the size at the last minute, since it made a big difference in the above ground growth (instant gratification). I must have just forgotten how fucking big that size tree’s roots is – it took 4 men to move them.
They look fantastic in the garden though.
Tuesday, June 23rd 2015 – HMB, Burlingame, San Mateo
In bloom in my garden:
Heliotrope and it smells amazing.
Roses, but dwindling.
Foxglove! Strawberry Foxglove is so gorgeous.
Brugmansia, a monster.
Buddlea is just finishing up blooming.
Clematis is in bloom, but I’m more excited of when it goes to seed.
Queen Ann’s Lace
Hydrangeas are just budding and getting full!
Wednesday, June 24th 2015 – HMB
I sat on the couch looking over the front garden and saw the same hummingbird that visits us daily. He goes from the wire to the apple tree to what ever flower to sip from. At one point he was drinking from a orange nasturtium flower and the wind from his wings sucked the petals in towards him, almost completely covering his tiny body.