09-05-2003, 06:44 PM
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Verbena bonariensis.....?!
"madgardener" wrote:
OK, folks, thanks.....you've convinced me that this is entirely possible
and
more than likely. (The bed in which most of the seedlings are growing
is
very
dry, sandy-clay soil.) I don't think V. bonariensis is classified as
a
noxious
weed around here (it won't invade wetlands, for sure) but it just may
end
up
that way in this garden. Naaaah.
I think what I'll do is lift hunks of the seedling-laden soil and put
it
in
flats to grow on, with some thinning out. I should have lots of plants
to
pass
on this summer. I they could travel by mail, but seedlings just wouldn't
make
it, I'm afraid. If anyone is going through northern NJ and wants some
plants,
get in touch. )
Thanks again.....
best,
Tyra
nNJ usa z6b/7a
well you could just snip off a few dozen heads of flowers when they're thru
and send those to me........I'll try anything once....g madgardener
probably unable to even leave Southeastern Tennessee for any decent time
soon let alone a neat trip to northern New Jersey to meet a new gardening
friend. (so you don't live near the Pine Barrens, eh? And never seen the
Jersey Devil? Or looked over your shoulder and seen a Piney staring at you?
GBSEG (I almost know them all........but seriously, when we delivered
a
load of hardwood flooring to Hoboken once and got locked in the mens room
on
a Friday night while the crew grudgenly unloaded the truck, despite that
we
were only 10 minutes late, getting to Hoboken was kinda neat as we had to
go
thru southern Jersey and it was surprising. Hoboken, on the other hand
was
scary, and Squire broke my Buck knife blade twice prying the hinge off the
door to get us out because the other door in the men's room opened up to
a
solid brick wall.....shades of Twilight Zone! (the doorknob had been put
on
backwards so when he went into the men's room with me as "protection" the
door closed and locked behind us and there was no way out. So he figured
he'd remove the hinges to keep from being locked in a warehouse all weekend
with nothing but two candy bars and a bag of grapes in my purse I had on
me)
The manager jerked open the door just as he got the last hinge off and
before he could get beligerant at me, I did my song and dance about
claustrophobia, Twilight Zone, etc, yadda yadda, only in a hard Atlanta
accent instead of the usual slight Nashvillian one, and he looked at me,
at
Squire, walked over to the door on the other wall and opened it and sure
enough, all this time he never knew it opened to a brick wall.............he
like to killed himself laughing. I just wanted outa there.
Squire's response to me when I asked if we were going to check out New York
City was "you see those lights over the greasy water?" Me:"Yep", Squi
"That;s New York City, you've seen it now, we're going back to Tennessee,
end of discussion, yer like a woman on a ship right now and I just want
to
see the hills of Tennessee, and I thought I'd NEVER say that to you, woman"
(we lived in Nashville at the time and it's hills and river bottom land,
we
moved to the mountainous regions of Eastern Tennessee years later...........
madgardener off to catch up on sleep and possibly add to the last ramble
later on
Laughin' here....
Anyway, the Pine Barrens are indeed scary (ask some of Tony Soprano's friends)
but Hoboken ? Quaint little reborn river village, scary only as the real
estate values rise beyond all belief.
Not too late to plant V. bonariensis seeds. Send me your addie again and I'll
put some of last year's in an envelope.
Best,
Tyra
nNJ usa z6b/7a
four miles from NYC
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