With all this genetic engineering going on, it's a way of preserving heirloom varieties and keeping Monsanto's laboratories out of the flower beds of the nation. I have never considered myself a gardener. I plant "things" and they grow, however, when I am in a group of real gardeners, I fall short - I know I'm only 5' tall anyway - but I never know the name of the latest cultivar and I couldn't do the Chelsea Chop, even if I knew what it meant.
This being said, what I plant grows and in fact, grows wild. One bush of Spirea planted a few years ago is now 5 or 6 bushes scattered around the garden in "gay abandon." A cedar tree, sprung from a seed dropped by a small spreader, is now a towering structure for Christmas lights.
I also like playing Rose of Sharon roulette. That is, I dig up the small seedlings that sprout at the base of the tri-coloured Rose of Sharon, trying to grow a new tree in each of the three colours - white, purple and pink. I have a new mauve one now and I am just waiting until next year to see what colour a second one I transplanted will be - this roulette wheel takes a long time to spin :)
|Tri-coloured Rose of Sharon|
Now I will happily share any of these seeds, along with seeds for wild Tulips, Columbine, Coreopsis. In fact I beg people to take my Lily of the Valley, orange Day Lilies, Achillea, Lady's Mantel and more.
Seedy Saturdays are a great way to meet people, well garden people anyway, and a great way to breathe new life into a fading border. There should be a chapter near you. Google always sends me to sites in Toronto, so it will probably send you to sites in your area. Sometimes the exchange days are called Seedy Sundays - just imagine!
Have a blooming wonderful day!!