It’s inevitable. We all do it.
We go someplace else, maybe a different climate, a different hardiness zone. We look around and it is green and lush and the sky is blue and they’ve had some rain. We begin to wonder to ourselves. Could it actually be better to garden someplace else other than where we garden?
Welcome to Seattle, destination for the fourth garden bloggers fling!
Let the comparisons begin…
The hostas in Seattle look like this:
|Hostas in the Epping Garden, Seattle|
And my hostas at home, burned from the hot sun and lack of rain, look like this:
|“Nice hosta seeks gardener who will water more.”|
The ferns on Bainbridge Island look like this:
|Ferns in The Bloedel Reserve, Bainbridge Island|
My ferns look like this:
(Picture left out intentionally because the ferns look worse than the hostas.)
My sweet peas are fading fast and only reached about 18 inches tall at their peak. The sweet peas all over Seattle, including these in the garden of Lorene Edwards Forkner look like this.
How do they get so big and stay so fresh so late into July?
I think the formula is cool weather and frequent rain.
It’s paradise, we think, during our four days in Seattle. We laugh. We forget that back home it is hot and dry. We hope someone is watering our gardens for us. We ooh and ahh over all the green gardens of Seattle and wish we could garden there, or have a climate like Seattle’s in our garden.
But then we find out there are plants that they can’t grow, or grow easily. Shocking, but it’s true!
Squash, for example, gives them fits. My spaghetti squash is taking over in one corner of the garden, even without rain every day or every other day.
|Spaghetti squash vine takes over the garden|
They have to tuck their squash in with glass bottles filled with water to collect the heat all day so they can keep the little squash vines warm at night.
|Squash at the South Seattle Community College|
And I bet no one in Seattle picked okra or eggplant or cucumbers this evening! I did. (Shush about the okra. Okra is good to eat, if you fix it right like my Grandma did.)
I had a fabulous time in Seattle and would like to thank Lorene Edwards Forkner, Marty Wingate, Debra Prinzing, and Mary Ann Newcomer for planning and organizing the entire four days. They packed in visits to private gardens, public gardens, educational gardens, and retail gardens and never made us feel rushed. They were fabulous hostesses. Thank you also to David Perry for joining us at The Bloedel Reserve and sharing his love of photography with us.
Thank you to everyone who attended. Were there seventy of us? Or more? Everyone was gracious, in good humor and ready to talk about gardens at the mere mention of the word “plant”.
Many thanks also to the garden owners and others who welcomed us into their gardens and to the sponsors listed on the sidebar of the official Seattle Fling website.
The bluest skies you’ll ever see, they say…
|Blue Skies above St. James Cathedral, Seattle|
Or sing about…