September 24, 2019 Magnolia for Four-Season Interest, William Herbst, Wilhelm Nikolaus Suksdorf, Samuel Butler, Not Just Desserts by Susan Belsinger, Strategic Garden Tidy Up, and Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie

Sep 24, 2019

One of my favorite shoulder season plants is my magnolia.

The beautiful white blossoms in the spring and the glorious yellow leaves in the fall bookend a summer of hardy greenery. Then all winter long, the dormant flower buds will pop out adding interest and promise during those final snowstorms in late March and April.

If you're looking for something that provides something new in every season, add magnolia to your list.
 


 
Brevities

#OTD  Today is the birthday of the botanist William Herbst who was born on this day in 1833.

As a child, William would accompany his father on horseback as he visited his patients across Bucks County in Pennsylvania. While his dad met with the sick in their homes, William stayed outside and passed the time collecting flora and fauna for study. When he grew older, he spent time formally studying botany, in addition to attending Medical School in Philadelphia.
 
Although he became a doctor like his father Frederick, William Herbst was truly a botanist at heart. He developed a passion for fungi and he wrote a Fungal Flora of the Lehigh Valley in Pennsylvania in 1899. Once, after sending a specimen to his botanist friend, a Professor CH Peck, Herbst received a kind acknowledgement letter, which read in part: 
"That was a splendid fungus you sent me. It is an undescribed species of Sparassis. I propose to name it, with your consent, Sparassis Herbstii."
 
In 1906, doctors were still making house-calls. Herbst died after visiting a sick patient. His obituary in The Morning Call  in Allentown, PA said,
 
"[Herbst] suffered from a fall. Leaving a sick-room to go to the bath room, he opened a stairway door by accident and plunged to the bottom in the darkness... [Then] he sank into a coma from which he did not awake. 
 
The doctor was one of the most lovable of men. He was firm and honest in his convictions ... [and] His beautiful nature was exemplified in the poem, "Welcome Spring Flowers," which "he wrote many years ago... 
 
 Many a time he was asked why he did not settle in some city where his [botanical] talents would receive prompt recognition, but his answer invariably was that he could study nature better in his old home."
 
When Herbst died, his widow donated his collection of 5,000 fungi to the Academy of Natural Sciences in Philadelphia. 



 
#OTD  On this day in 1886, the botanist Wilhelm Nikolaus Suksdorf began his journey by train to Cambridge, Massachusetts to go work for Harvard's top botanist, Asa Gray. 
 
Now I know what you're thinking. This must be another story about a budding young botanist who makes his way to Harvard and then writes his ticket to success and fame. But that is not the story of Wilhelm Suksdorf.
 
Suksdorf was born in Germany, but his family soon immigrated to Iowa.
 
The Suksdorf's had nine children, but after their two little girls died, the Suksdorfs were a family of seven boys; often referred to as the seven Suksdorfs. (Wilhelm was number six).
 
Wilhelm was a sickly little boy; maybe that’s why he ended up being such a homebody. When his older brothers went to Ames Iowa for college, botany was part of the curriculum. (Imagine that?!) It was through his older brothers that Wilhelm learned of Asa Gray's botany manual. After he heard about it, he wanted one for himself. So, when he was twenty years old, he bought himself a copy and he used it to learn about the plants around the family's Davenport Iowa farm. 
 
After his older brothers went West to find their fortunes, it wasn’t long before the entire Suksdorf family followed suit. They ended up buying land along the Columbia River in the Pacific Northwest and they settled in an area they named Bingen.
 
Wilhelm attempted to study botany at Berkeley. But, after two years, decided to quit. Suksdorf was 26 when he left Berkeley and returned to the family farm to help his brothers with their dairy operation.
 
Back in Iowa, the Suksdorfs had been part of a large German immigrant population. They were able continue to speak German at home on the farm and with a fair number of other German settlers in the county. But, when the Suksdorf family moved west, the dense concentration of German families did not exist. Wilhelm's lack of formal schooling and his isolation on the farm, made him uncomfortable communicating in English. As a result, much of his botanical work was written and documented in German.
 
As fate would have it, Asa Gray's manual was not helpful with the flora in the Northwest. Botanically speaking, Suksdorf was in uncharted territory. The lack of information spurred Wilhelm to reach out to none other than Asa Gray. Gray wrote him back. Corresponding with Gray gave Suksdorf something to do outside of the farm, yet it allowed him to at stay home (where he preferred to be).
 
Suksdorf would collect specimens and send the ones he wasn’t sure of to Gray and then wait for a response as to the identification. In the beginning, Suksdorf may not have appreciated how this relationship was actually a true quid pro quo. See, Suksdorf's work was an answer to prayer for Gray who was working on a flora of North America. There was nothing Gray needed more desperately than specimens from the Northwest. In recognition for his work, Grey named a violet for Suksdorf. This was an immense honor, on Suksdorf did not expect, and it turned Suksdorf into a true Gray disciple.
 
Things carried on this way for the next seven years until 1885 - which proved to be a dreadful year for Suksdorf. At this point, Suksdorf was a 35-year-old bachelor, living at home with his parents, working on the farm with his brothers, and botanizing when he had inclination, time, and energy.  But in October of that year, both of his parents succumbed to sickness; it was something like the flu. But, they didn't bounce back. They grew sicker and sicker until on October 22, they both died.
 
Suksdorf moved in with his younger brother, Theodore, and his wife. We don't know for sure how that went, but we do know that Suksdorf's sister-in-law attempted to get him out of his shell, out of his grief, and into the real world.
 
By spring, she had written a letter to Dr. Asa Gray at Harvard. One can almost see her rifling through Wilhelm's correspondence to find Dr. Gray's address. She told Gray about Wilhelm's isolation, but also how kind and conscientious he was; and she wondered if there might be a museum or a botanical garden that could use some help. 
 
Asa Gray must have been moved by something; whether it was all of those specimens and letters that Suksdorf had sent over the years or the somewhat desperate plea sent by his sister-in-law, we don't know for sure. What we do know is that, in a little over two weeks, Gray had put together an offer for Suksdorf: Come to Harvard. Be my assistant. Earn $500 the first year, $600 the second year, and so on, all the way up to $1000 a year. And,  Gray also offered a career path and mentorship. What was not to love?
 
True to form, Suksdorf went and declined the offer; saying something about not wanting a life indoors doing office work
 
You can imagine the reaction of his family. His brothers took him to task for rejecting the incredible offer. Their disappointment and frustration was made clear. In turn, Suksdorf handled it in the only way he knew how: escaping to nature... for three weeks. If nothing else, the hiatus gave Wilhelm time to think.
 
Incredibly, when Suksdorf returned home Gray had written again, and asked him to reconsider.
 
Whether it was Gray's persistence, his families badgering, or his self-reflection, by the end of July Suksdorf relented. And so, it was on this day, in 1886, that Suksdorf found himself boarding a train headed to Massachusetts to work with his mentor, Asa Gray.
 
It truly was the opportunity of a lifetime. For a little over a year, Suksdorf enjoyed working directly with Gray. He had finally found a place of acceptance outside of his immediate family. But it was short-lived.
 
Four days after Thanksgiving in 1887, Gray was at home and coming down the stairs for breakfast, when he suddenly lost control of his arm and hand. Three days later, he lost control over his speech. He languished in bed in complete silence for two months and died at the end of January on the 30th in 1888.
 
Suksdorf had his lost his mentor and grief consumed him  to the point that Gray's wife, Jane, had to send him to an institution in order to recover.
 
When he was discharged, Suksdorf discovered that Gray’s position had been filled by a man named Sereno Watson. Watson was a colder personality than Gray; he didn’t see the point in coddling Suksdorf and  Suksdorf could see the writing on the wall; he wasn’t a fit with Watson. For a homebody like Suksdorf, the easy decision was made; he was going home. 
 
Towards the end of his botanical career, Suksdorf was a special fellow at the herbarium of Washington State University. He collected 150,000 specimens, including 70 new species, over the course of his lifetime. Many plants have been named in his honor. Today, there is a Suksdorfia chapter of the Washington Native Plant Society and it is made up ofa great group of native plant enthusiasts in the Gorge. They sponsor a number of great hikes and educational events throughout the year. 
 
Suksdorf died as the result of a tragic train accident. On Oct. 3, 1932, Suksdorf arrived at the depot in his hometown to take the train to Portland. He stepped onto the track to flag the train, but it did not stop, and Suksdorf was thrown against the wall of the depot. He was 82 years old.
 


 
Unearthed Words

"Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for
biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season,
and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits." 
~ Samuel Butler


 
Today's book recommendation: Not Just Desserts by Susan Belsinger

This sweet little cookbook came out in 2010. You can still get used copies on Amazon using the link in todays show notes. It looks like there are about thirteen used copies available for under $10. Otherwise the book is out of print and collectible copies start at close to $60. So, if you want a copy of this one, don't wait!
Belsinger is a prolific food writer - she's written close to 20 cookbooks. She's also an amazing herb expert. 

Although this book offers mostly recipes for desserts, it also offers much more than that. Belsinger has created these sweet herbal recipes that are simple and homey - and all of them are made delicious because of the addition of herbs. 

 

 

Today's Garden Chore

Strategically tidy up the garden. 
As harvest time comes to an end, it's good to go ahead and cut down edibles and vegetable plants. I chop and drop many of my edibles to return the nutritious green matter back into the soil.
And, leave the roots of healthy plants to improve the soil; plants like herbs, peppers, cucumber, beans, and so on; basically any plants that aren’t diseased. 
Finally, consider adding a cover crop to your beds that could use a little boost; it's simple and it offers a beautiful protective, nutritious blanket over your garden.
 
 

 

Something Sweet 
Reviving the little botanic spark in your heart

 

On this day in 1967, the song 'Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie' by Jay & The Techniques reached number 8 on the Top 40 music charts.

The lyrics are a throwback to a childhood expression,
"Apples, peaches pumpkin pie
Who's not ready? Holler 'I'"

When the song was pitched to the group in May of 1966, the band's drummer hung up on the suggestion. He wasn't too excited about singing about fruit and pumpkin pie.

After they recorded the song, an Atlantic City radio station featured the song in a contest and the song took off. By the fall of 1967, the band was performing the song on the Ed Sullivan Show.

If you're looking for something catchy and sweet for your fall playlist in the garden, consider adding Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie. But, I'm going to warn you, if you haven't heard it before, it's a total ear worm.
 
 

 

Thanks for listening to the daily gardener,
and remember:
"For a happy, healthy life, garden every day."