Aug 19, 2019
Today is National Potato Day.
Here are some fun potato facts:
The average American eats approximately 126 pounds of spuds each
year.
And, up until the 18th century, the French believed potatoes called
leprosy. To combat the belief, the agronomist Antoine Auguste
Parmentier became a one-man PR person for the potato.
How did Parmentier get the French people to believe that the potato
is safe to eat? Good question.
Parmentier cleverly posted guards around his potato fields during
the day and put the word out that he didn’t want people stealing
them. Then, he purposefully left them unguarded at night.
As he suspected, people did what he thought they would do; steal
the potatoes by the sackful by the light of the moon and they
started eating them.
Later, Marie Antoinette wore potato blossoms in her hair.
The Idaho Potato, or the Russet Burbank, was developed by none
other than Luther Burbank in 1871.
Brevities
#OTD Today is the birth of Jane Webb
who married the prolific writer of all things gardening: John
Claudius Loudon.
Jane was special.
She was an amazing writer in her own right but she also possessed
an inner determination; she was a survivor. When her father lost
the family fortune and died penniless when Jane was only seventeen,
it was the beginning of her career writing Science
Fiction.
For her times, Jane wrote Science Fiction in a unique way. She
incorporated predictable changes in technology and society. For
instance, the women in her books wear pants. In any case, her
book The Mummy was published anonymously, in
1827, in three parts.
In her book, Jane featured something she imagined would come to
pass: a steam plow. That’s what attracted the attention of John
Claudius Loudon - her future husband. Loudon wrote a favorable
review of her book but he also wanted to meet the
author. Loudon didn’t realize Jane had written the book
using a nom de plume of Henry Colburn. Much to Loudon’s delight,
Henry was Jane; they fell in love and married a year
later.
The Loudons were considered high society and their friends included
Charles Dickens.
John’s arms stopped working as he grew older, after an attack of
rheumatic fever. As a result, Jane became his arms; handling most
of his writing. When his arms got so bad that surgeons needed to
amputate his right arm, they found him in his garden which he said
he intended to return to immediately after the operation.
Two weeks before Christmas 1843, John was dictating his last book
called, A Self Instruction to Young Gardeners. Around
midnight, he suddenly collapsed into Jane’s arms and died.
Jane completed the book on her own.
#OTD It was on this
day in 1843, that the Massachusetts Horticultural Society held
their exhibition of flowers.
They kicked things off by writing about their phlox.
Here’s what they said:
“The Phloxes were very splendid, and it gives us great pleasure to
see that our friends are engaged in raising seedlings of this
beautiful class of plants. Instead of importing Phloxes from
England, as we have heretofore done, we hazard but little when we
state that it will not be many years (if our friends persevere in
raising seedlings) before we shall be able to send our English
friends varieties, that will surprise them for their beautiful form
and richness of color.”
#OTD Today is the birthday of Ellen Ann
Willmott who was an English horticulturalist who was born in
1858.
Ellen was the oldest in her family of three daughters. In 1875, her
parents moved to Warley Place, which was set on 33 acres of
land in Essex. Ellen lived there for the rest of her life.
All of the Willmott’s were gardeners and they often gardened as a
family. They created an alpine garden complete with a gorge and
rockery. This was something that Ellen’s father allowed her to do
to commemorate her 21st birthday.
When her godmother died she received some pretty significant money.
When her father died, Warley Place went to her. Ellen planted to
her hearts content; and given the size of the property, it’s no
wonder that she hired over 100 gardeners to help her tend it.
Ellen was no shrinking violet. She had a reputation for firing any
gardener who allowed a weed to grow in her beds. And, she only
hired men. There’s a famous quote from her that is often cited,
“Women would be a disaster in the border.”
It was a good thing that Ellen had so much money, because she sure
liked to spend it. She had three homes: one in France, Warley
Place, and another in Italy.
Ellen also paid for plant hunting expeditions. Since she paid for
them, the plants that were discovered on those expeditions were
often named in her honor. And, Ellen hired some pretty impressive
people to do her plant collecting. For example, Ellen even
sponsored Ernest Henry Wilson.
When Ellen receive the Victoria Medal of Honor in 1897, she was
honored alongside Gertrude Jekyll.
In the end, Ellen died penniless and heartbroken. Warley Place
became a nature preserve.
#OTD Today is the birthday of The Botany
Man - Willis Linn Jepson - who was born on this day in
1867.
Carved on his tombstone are the following words:
“Profound Scholar, Inspiring Teacher, Indefatigable Botanical
Explorer, ... In the ordered beauty of nature he found enduring
communion.”
Jepson attended college at Berkeley. During his junior year, he
decided to start a diary. He collected everything, too - not just
dates, but as much as he could. It was a practice Jepson never
abandoned and resulted in over fifty Jepson field books.
In 1894, Jepson begin to think seriously about creating a Flora of
California.
As long as he was working on the flora, Jepson thought he might as
well create a herbarium, which he considered to be his legacy.
Although Jepson often said he disliked common names, he came up
with many on his own. He once named a plant Mountain Misery after
suffering the after effects of walking through it.
By the early 1900s, automobiles were becoming mainstream but Jepson
warned,
“You must still go afoot if a real botanist. No field botanist
should become soft and travel only in an auto.“
Jepson had started numbering plants for his flora in 1899. His last
specimen was No. 27,571 - the Salsola kali - a
little plant commonly known as Prickly Russian Thistle. Jepson
collected it on October 28,1945.
Earlier that year, Jepson suffered a heart attack when he attempted
to cut down a dead Almond tree on his ranch. He never fully
recovered from it. Jepson passed away her November 7,
1946.
#OTD Today is the birthday of Henderina
Victoria Scott who shared her images of time lapse photography of
plants in 1904.
Scott exhibited her pictures at the British Association for the
Advancement of Science. She described her set up and her
method for taking the pictures.
Then, she proceeded to show animated photographs of flowers opening
and closing their buds, and expanding and developing into flowers.
She also showed the movements of climbing plants and of insects
visiting flowers.
None of her films or plates are known to exist.
Scott’s work allowed botanists and horticulturalists to see the
changes that happen slowly over time in the plant world.
Unearthed Words
Today is the birthday of Ogden Nash, the American poet, who
said, "Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker."
He also wrote a number of poems about gardening and flowers.
MY VICTORY GARDEN
by Ogden Nash
Today, my friends, I beg your pardon,
But I'd like to speak of my Victory Garden.
With a hoe for a sword, and citronella for armor,
I ventured forth to become a farmer.
On bended knee, and perspiring clammily,
I pecked at the soil to feed my family,
A figure than which there was none more dramatic-er.
Alone with the bug, and my faithful sciatica,
I toiled with the patience of Job or Buddha,
But nothing turned out the way it shudda.
Would you like a description of my parsley?
I can give it to you in one word--gharsley!
They're making playshoes out of my celery,
It's reclaimed rubber, and purplish yellery,
Something crawly got into my chives,
My lettuce has hookworm, my cabbage has hives,
And I mixed the labels when sowing my carrots;
I planted birdseed--it came up parrots.
Do you wonder then, that my arteries harden
Whenever I think of my Victory Garden?
My farming will never make me famous,
I'm an agricultural ignoramus,
So don't ask me to tell a string bean from a soy bean.
I can't even tell a girl bean from a boy bean.
Today's book
recommendation: Healing Herbs by Michael Castleman
The Healing Herbs provides an easy-to-use A-to-Z herb encyclopedia.
It explains where to find the herbs, how to use them, store them,
work with them, and how to grow them.
Today's Garden Chore
It’s never too late to plan a fall herb
garden.
Here are some herbs that don’t mind the cold and they’re easily
grown from seed; I’m talking about dill, parsley, spinach, lettuce,
and cilantro. I always include lettuces among my herbs - wherever
I’ve got a spot.
Now, when I make my salads, I love to include little snippets of
dill. I get a little perturbed when I forget to clip some - it's
ruined me. I can hardly make a salad at home without including
dill. Since my son John loves Chipotle, I can’t make rice anymore
without incorporating cilantro.
Parsley is included in so many things I cook, I always like to have
Parsley around and it's wonderful that it can hang out in the
garden until the bitter end.
Something Sweet
Reviving the little botanic spark in your heart
Today, in 1934, Elizabeth Lawrence and wrote a letter to
her sister Ann:
"I am so happy to get back to my rickety Corona; Ellen’s elegant
new typewriter made anything I had to say unworthy of its
attention.
The Zinnias you raised for us are magnificent. There are lots of
those very pale salmon ones that are the loveliest of all, and some
very pale yellow ones that Bessie puts in my room. The red ones are
in front of boltonia and astilbe (white).
I knew how awful the garden would be. I have come back to it
before, and I knew Bessie wasn’t going to do anything by herself.
But that doesn’t mitigate the despair that you feel when you see
it. I worked two days and almost got the weeds out of the beds
around the summer house. There isn’t much left. There has been so
much rain that the growth of the weeds was tropical."
(Bessie was Elizabeth's widowed mother who shared her love of the
garden.)
Thanks for listening to the daily gardener,
and remember:
"For a happy, healthy life, garden every day."