Newest and Best Gardening Tool

June 2006

I consider the www (World Wide Web) my very newest and best-ever gardening tool and accessory! It's replaced my cell phone as the top best tool. Have to admit, I do better with the computer than that cell phone: never have learned how to retrieve my messages on the thing.

How much I've learned right here in this chair before the computer! Hours and hours spent in front of the computer reading, learning, and communicating about plants with people all over the world. It's amazing how much one can do with THIS tool.

Spent January and February planning and ordering plants over the Internet - much planning and much ordering. A flurry of new catalogs arriving, led to many mysterious looking boxes appearing; for weeks, the "box man" came.

To: <info@selectseeds.com>
Sent: Wednesday, January 18, 2006 5:45 PM
Subject: catalog cover

Hello,

I received your new 2006 "Select Seeds" catalog and immediately fell in love with the plant combination pictured on the cover. Please, what is that ravishingly beautiful plant in flower behind the poppy??

I looked all through your wonderful catalog, and those of others, trying to find something that looks like it, because that is the color scheme I am attempting to achieve in my garden. But, I found nothing that was even close. I thought perhaps it is a Baptisia or maybe a wisteria, but I've failed in my quest. Can you help me?

Sincerely, B........, Lexington, Kentucky

At 07:41 AM 1/19/2006

Good morning,
I can help you with the plant on the cover. It is not something we carry. It is Galega 'Lady Wilson'. I could only find one source for it.
It is:Joy Creek Nursery
Scappoose, OR.
503-543-7474
webmaster@joycreek.comhttp://www.joycreek.com/
Good luck!
(Name withheld by author.)
Select Seeds- Antique Flowers
180 Stickney Hill Rd
Union, CT 06076 USA
860-684-9310 phone

Reply to: Saw cover of...
"Thank You!!! Thank You!!! It's ordered, thanks to you. Oh, how I appreciate this.
Sincerely, B........"

(Gardening people are such nice people!)

I saw a photograph in "Horticulture" magazine of a lovely planting I wanted to duplicate. I managed to locate the owners in California via the Internet and we communicated back and forth a few times by e-mail. He identified plants for me and made some suggestions.

Two women in England, partners in a specialty nursery selling iris exclusively, turned out to be the only source of a dwarf bearded I was looking for. I had tracked down the hybridizer, a woman here in the states: hmmm, was it Ohio, Indiana, or Missouri, I forget which. But, she said green irises just don't sell in the USA and if one of hers isn't selling well after a few years, out they go. (I thought: Even if it has splashes of blue and bits of brown?!) She had no more stock of it; the little dwarf named "Sea Monster".

I checked with every business in the country I could think of that might still stock some. No luck. Last time I heard from the woman in England, she was waiting to hear from the American Embassy regarding necessary certification. She said everyone over there was busy getting ready for the Chelsea Flower Show.

*ADDENDUM*
July 2008

The women in England decided they didn't want to start shipping to the U.S. So that was the end of that. No 'Sea Monster' could be found.

Several months later, someone discovered my web site and read this post. She left the following message in my guest book:
"Are you still looking for Sea Monster?

I carry it below.

I enjoyed your site."

Snowpeak Iris and Daylilies
http://www.snowpeakiris.com
38956 Lacomb Dr
Lebanon, OR 97355

Now, see what I mean? Wonderful gardening tool!
And, a happy ending for this story.

Modern Gardeners

I have several
of my grandfather's old farm and garden tools. Let me see...there are the corn sheller and corn grinder (both turned by hand and powered by elbow grease); a shrub shears with long blades powered the same way; some hay pitchforks; a scythe, assorted spades and shovels some with his initials carved into the handle (Does that mean there was risk of them being taken, or in some way finding their way away from the farm or getting mixed in with those of others? Were there barn-raising-type workdays when farmers pitched in and helped one another with the work at critical times? Probably).

There is a bush whacker; a post hole digger with no moving parts from the days before the "modern" two movable handles type; a long handle lopper; a machete for cutting canebreak bamboo, corn stalks, and sorghum cane; hoes of various shapes and sizes; and one tool I've never figured out what it was for, but I can tell you with confidence that it didn't make the work easier.

Some of those tools I still use. There is not a weed eater (gasoline or electric powered); nor a leaf blower; nor any shrub trimmer electric or otherwise; nor power lawnmowers among the lot; things I think I must have to get the work done.

And, certainly there is no pocket radio, I Pod, or Walkman, nothing with batteries and earplugs. But worst of all - there was no cell phone! This modern gardener's, yours truly's, most favorite of garden tools!



My cell phone is the best energy saving device I have - energy of both others and mine. When a new helper starts working here, I hand him/her my cell phone and say, "Please put your number into my phone and my number into yours. I have no idea how to do it." Sometimes, they just stand there and call from one to the other, then "capture" the number. Who knows, I have no idea how. But all the young people do, so I just let them do it. Then I carry it in a pocket of my old cobbler's apron, which I wear just for the three pockets.

Aren't pockets wonderful! I load my apron pockets with things I need out there, such as a finger-tip towel to wipe my brow; a sweat band in case I forget to put one on until I'm down in the dell or some such inconvenient and remote location, a red bandana for when I forget to replenish the tissues in my pocket, house key, a small pad of paper with pencil to assist my poor memory, a bit of string in case something needs tying up, a small piece of wood I found that's nicely shaped for cleaning my trowel, several plastic bags for slipping over my hand when I pull poison ivy, and last, but most important of the lot, is my cell phone.

Phone rings: Husband/Best Friend/Chief Photographer's voice: "Where are you? I've been all the way down the hill trying to find you." Me: "I'm in front, weeding beside the front steps".... He's learned to call sooner.


I'm weeding rockery. Phone rings: Helper's voice: "Mrs. Crocker, I can't come at ten o'clock; I have to wait for the cable service man to come and connect my cable service. They said they'd be here sometime between eight and five. I'll be there as soon as I can after he leaves." I know certain tasks will have to be rescheduled or reassigned to the next helper who's supposed to arrive at one o'clock.

I'm setting out pansies. Phone rings: Helper's voice: "Mrs. Crocker, I was on my way, but my car died at the traffic light at Versailles and Parker's Mill Roads. Do you know where I should have it towed to?" Maybe an empty nest wouldn't be so bad.

It's about 3:30 p.m.; I call the house phone: "Honey, we three are in the dell sitting in the new iris bed weeding, and we underestimated the early spring heat. We are just about to pass out, would you please bring water - ice water, and maybe some cookies??"

Then there are the between-us-calls, the gardener and her helpers. (They all have cell phones, one helper lost his and feared his mother was going to "kill" him, another said he'd lost eight!)

We use them like an intercom system while we are working. Phone rings: Neal's voice, "Hey, it's me. I'm still out here on the steep part of the bank and these prickly lettuce weeds are already going to seed. Do you still want me to put them on the brush pile or do you want me to bag them and send them to the landfill."

Me from the up-hill shade garden - on phone to Ben who's at the far back property line down in the dell, beyond the woodland garden: "Ben, do you have the loppers? Are you still needing them?"

I have no idea how cell phones work, but most of the time they do work, and how did I ever get along without one! This wonderful modern convenience, and my very favorite gardening tool! A telephone in my apron pocket! What will they think of next?!