by germinatrix | May 2nd, 2009
I am NOT a neat, fastidious gardener.
Actually, I am not a neat, fastidious ANYTHING … I tend to enjoy the random, the accidental, the chaotic. I am a big fan of letting things go to seed; I never cut anything that blossoms until it is well past its usefulness as a thing of beauty or a food source for bees and birds. I am also not incredibly organized – I SO admire my gardening friends who gather seeds, dry them, label them, store them, and then begin the whole process of growing the following season – because no matter what my intentions, I just can’t do it. So I take the passive approach. I accept any and all volunteers.
I pry open dry seedpods and blow them into the breeze, letting them fall where they will. When I pluck out dried plants at the end of the season, I shake them until I am certain not a kernel is going to waste. I don’t fear the promiscuity of the ebullient self-seeder – I KNOW arugula can go on a rampage, but I will still allow a good 1/4 of my spring crop to flower and seed itself where it will. I love seeing the drifts of delicate white blossoms buzzing with bees. I love knowing that I’ll be finding delicious little patches of the peppery young leaves in a month or two, huddled in the cooling shade of a ceramic pot, or cuddled next to an aloe.
The rigor with which nature gardens can be surprising! My late summer lettuces must have very purposefully planted their next generation, because the little volunteer mixed greens are lined up in the straightest, neatest row right next to the bed of their ancestors. I couldn’t have planted a row that perfect!
Chamomile has been very prolific this year – which I love (mint/chamomile tea being my favorite after dinner drink). There is a little sprinkling of it under a mound of Salvia officinalis ‘Purpurescens’, and I just adore the combination! I wish I would have thought of it – but I am totally going to take credit for coming up with this delicate combo the next time I add edibles to a garden for a client. Mama didn’t raise no fool!
It bothers me that the phrase ‘gone to seed’ means that a thing has deteriorated, and that ‘seedy’ means rundown, dangerous; unsavory. What is more glorious, what has more potential, more hope, than a SEED? Please!!!
Okay, let’s coin a term. From now on, use the term ‘SEEDY’ when you want to refer to something as cute, a little edgy, a little sexy … like, “I LOVE Carla’s new haircut! It is so fresh and seedy!”
Will it work???