Planters Punchlines
Men’s Garden Club
of Wethersfield
January 2017
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" CT NOFA "
@ Men’s Garden Club of Wethersfield January Meeting
Monday January 23 @ 7:00 pm in the Pitkin Community Center
Jeff Cordulack of The Northeast Organic Farming Association
of Connecticut (CT NOFA) will discuss CT-NOFA’s mission to: Promote organic
methods of farming, gardening, and land care that encourage the growth of a sustainable,
regional food system, Educate consumers
about their power to effect positive changes through their food and land care
choices, Increase the local and organic food supply and maintain productive
agricultural land by creating opportunities for new and veteran farmers.
Compostable Matter
By Jim Meehan
Wethersfield’s World Renowned Red Onion
(For the past year or so I was a
member of the group that created the town’s new Heritage Trail – 22 markers scattered
throughout Old Wethersfield that tell the story of the town from its inception
in 1634 to its current incarnation as a Hartford suburb. The following is an
edited version of one of my early drafts.)
“It is peculiarly novel and
interesting, on passing through the town in the month of June, to behold in
every direction the extensive fields of onions. Whilst in a luxuriant state of
vegetation, the growing vegetable exhales its strong savour. The atmosphere
becomes impregnated, and the luscious qualities of the onion are wafted far and
wide, upon every passing breeze.” Pease and Niles Gazetteer –1819
Wethersfield’s
deep, rich soil was ideal for farming and from 1730 until the mid-1830's the
major agricultural activity in Wethersfield was the cultivation of a flat red onion
that came to be known as the “Wethersfield Red.” – earning the town renown
throughout the world – and the nickname “Oniontown.”
Strung
together in long “ropes,” (or “skeins”) the onions were shipped primarily to
New York – and to the West Indies where they were used to feed the slaves on
the islands’ huge sugar plantations. At its height in 1774, Wethersfield
exported about one million of these knotted bundles. More than twenty sloops and schooners were
owned and manned by Wethersfield residents engaged in the trade. Onions were traded for sugar, salt, tea,
coffee and spices as well as molasses from which New Englanders made rum. Well-known for their large size, deep red
color, pleasant flavor, productivity, and long shelf life, even President
Thomas Jefferson grew “Wethersfield Reds” at Monticello.
Unusual for
that time, many young women were responsible for growing and harvesting the
crop. These so-called “onion maidens” accounted for
about one-third of Wethersfield’s onion producers. Most of them worked in the fields for other
growers. Some, however, raised and sold
their own crops. And a few women acted as agents not only for themselves, but
also for other onion growers, including men. In 1774 Alexandria Frazier shipped
6,782 ropes of onions on behalf of 41 workers, 7 of them women.
The onions were
such a valuable and stable commodity that they became a form of currency within
the town. In 1764 Wethersfield leaders levied taxes to build the First Church
of Christ meetinghouse. Many residents paid their fee in the form of onions,
making it known as “the church that onions built.” Around town the long ropes decorated the rafters
and doorways of the village – like pretty red Christmas ornaments.
The combination of a Civil War-era blight known as pinkroot
and the end of the plantation system in the West Indies signaled the end of the
reign of the red onion. Tobacco and garlic supplanted the onion crop. and Wethersfield
transitioned to cultivating seed for the newly settled West.
Today,
Wethersfield Red Onion seeds are still available from the Town’s two remaining
seed businesses – Comstock, Ferre & Company and The Charles C. Hart Seed
Company.
Mr. Temptation can cause trouble when the seed catalogs arrive
By Diana George Chapin, Special to the Bangor Daily News March 09, 2002
A tall stack of seed catalogs has accumulated in my storage
rack. The brilliant cover of each tries to lure me away from the rest. An
enormous sunflower adorning one screams for my attention over the simplicity of
a quaint bouquet on the cover of another. The slippery feel of the glossy pages
tempts my fingertips. The light newsprint pages of another beckons.
Inside each
catalog, copious varieties are described in detail. They say positively
delicious things such as, “coral-rose blooms with a gentle golden burst at the
center” or “dark green with a dark reddish maroon overlay, a very dark velvety
crimson” or “nutty, buttery flavor of excellent meaty golden flesh.”
I have
assigned a storage bin to seed catalogs because I discovered that the worst
possible thing to do is to misplace a treasure. “Where is my Pinetree Garden
Seeds catalog?” I would say frantically each year. “Where did it go? Have you
seen it? Is it under your bed? Is it in your toy box? Did you take it off the
counter? Please don’t tell me the dog has shredded it to pieces. Please,
please, please?”
The
questions would roll off my tongue faster than anyone could answer them. As my
seed-need hysteria would escalate, three blurry figures of a man and two little
girls (who in any other situation would be recognizable as my husband and two
daughters) would stand helplessly, hands flung in the air and apologetic looks
on their faces. (Although I have a feeling that when I turned my back, ranting
my way into the next room, their eyes rolled.)
Eventually,
the catalog would turn up under a pillow on the couch or beneath a cushion, its
tender pages creased and crumpled, but not ruined completely. Ah, the
overwhelming relief, that feeling that a serious crisis had been averted, that
the world might resume its normal course of events. My catalog had been found.
OK, kids, let’s carry on.
That was
then. This is now. I’m beyond all that, believe it or not. My organization
efforts keep my misplaced-seed-catalog syndrome at a minimum. But this year, I
seem to have developed another alien condition. It’s a rather foreign feeling
to me. I think it’s called moderation.
During this
seed-buying season, there are two forces at play on gardeners: that of
temptation and that of moderation.
Temptation
has spoken to me for years. You know, he’s the little fellow dressed in crisp
overalls and a neat flannel shirt sitting on your right shoulder whispering
into your ear as you peruse catalogs. “Try this, try that!” he says. Then, with
a devilish grin, he says, “Try them all!”
His bulging
biceps and wide-rimmed straw hat look positively alluring. He’s the
picture-perfect gardener. His silver-plated spading fork glistens in the
sunlight. As your eyes struggle to keep up with the ever-enticing descriptions
in the seed catalog, he keeps you distracted with his whispering, and the fact
that his sparkling spading fork is brand-new escapes you. After all, you’re the
one who does the work, not him! He wouldn’t want you to notice that.
For the
first time ever, the voice of moderation has spoken back. Though we’re newly
acquainted, I’ve discovered that he’s the prim fellow on your left shoulder
dressed in chinos, a clean white shirt and boat shoes, resting in a comfy
lounge chair, surrounded by a tidy little container garden that’s blossoming
perfectly in the summer sun. What’s that in his hand? My lord, he has time to
enjoy a glass of ice tea! What is he looking at? Goodness, he’s actually
enjoying the flowers and doesn’t seemed to be compelled to jump up and pull out
that naughty weed that’s germinated between the pots.
Well, this
voice of moderation has edged out Mr. Temptation.Yes, it’s true. I’ve reformed.
I won’t be ogling every seed catalog over and over again to be sure I didn’t
miss something that might soon become one of my favorites. That’s right, I’m
only buying a packet of this and a packet of that.
I swear, no
more than four packets of anything. I pledge that. And I won’t be ordering from
a dozen sources, honest. I’ve pared it down to four or five. That’s it. It’s
final. Moderation has triumphed.
Oh, what’s
that? Excuse me, please. The mail has just arrived. I just need to trot out
there to see if my first seed order has arrived. Have to make sure everything’s
in order. Who knows, maybe they weren’t able to complete my order. Oh, darn. I
might just have to find those dear seeds from another source. Shucks, I’ll
probably have to make that new order worthwhile. Just toss in one of these, one
of those.
Oh, Mr.
Moderation! Thou art fleeting!
Are African violets in trouble?
The surprising story behind the cute little plant on your windowsill.
Tom Oder – www.mnn.com
The little
African violet, one of America's favorite flowering houseplants, is in big
trouble in its native habitat.
Forests in
the narrow geographic range of the Eastern Arc Mountains and coastal forests of
Kenya and Tanzania, where the violets grow naturally, are disappearing. The
problem is largely impoverished local residents; they are cutting down trees
and pushing back the forest at an alarming rate to clear the land for
agricultural purposes.
As the
trees crash to the ground, they take with them the canopy that shaded the
groundhugging violets, which aren't violets at all but are called violets
because they resemble true violets in flower color. The sudden exposure to
unobstructed sunlight is more than the plants, which thrive in moist conditions
in low and filtered light, can withstand. The result is that the Saintpaulias —
the botanical name for African violets that honors Baron Walter von St
Paul-Illaire, the German district commissioner who discovered them in 1892 —
tends to literally burn up.
"Except
for the species Saintpaulia ionantha as a whole, which is near threatened, all
of the other Saintpaulia species and all of the subspecies of S. ionanatha are
in one of the three threatened categories: vulnerable, endangered or critically
endangered," said Roy Gereau, an assistant curator of the Missouri
Botanical Garden and co-director of the Tanzania Botanical Research and
Conservation Program. Gereau has participated in conservation assessments of
all eight of the wild species and the 10 subspecies of Saintpaulia. He helped
prepare data about the status of wild populations of Saintpaulia for the
International Union for Conservation of Nature's Red List of Threatened
Species. This list is considered the world's most comprehensive information
source on the global conservation status of animal, fungi and plant species.
"Almost
all of the species of Saintpaulia and all the subspecies of Saintpaulia
ionantha are in a perilous position," said Gereau.
What does
this mean for the person who just wants to buy cultivated hybrids of African
violets at their neighborhood grocery, box store or garden center? That depends
on whom you ask.
If, for
instance, you ask Ralph Robinson at The Violet Barn in Naples, New York, it
doesn't mean much. Robinson and his wife, Olive, are among the leading breeders
of African violets for the consumer market in the United States.
"The
modern hybrids are so distantly related to the species that, at this point,
there's not a whole lot to be gained by going back and hybridizing again with
species," said Robinson, who has been growing and exhibiting African
violets since 1975 and has been prominently featured in major newspapers such
as The New York Times and in national magazines such as Martha Stewart Living
and Better Homes & Gardens. "The whole point of the last 60 or 70
years of breeding has been to remove the undesirable traits [of the species]
and get bigger flowers, double flowers, more unusual colors and manageable
foliage, the things that you see in the modern hybrids that you don't see in
species."
He used dog
breeding to emphasize his point. "It's like a dog breeder who has the
perfect dog," he said. "They probably wouldn't go back to the species
and breed with the same dog."
If, on the
other hand, you ask Jeff Smith, principal of the Indiana Academy for Science,
Mathematics and Humanities on the campus at Ball State University in Muncie,
Indiana, you'll get a very different answer. Smith is a trained botanist and
research scientist who has studied the genetics that control the flower color
of African violets. He uses a strong species influence to breed award-winning
African violets, and he thinks the species still have a very important role to
play. That's because, he contends, some species' traits haven’t been fully
developed or appreciated.
One of
those is cold tolerance. African violets, he pointed out, grow at different
elevations, from sea level to more than 5,000 feet above it. "If you are
breeding with the upper mountain species, it may well be possible to create
plants that have the colors, forms and other traits that the current breeding
lines have but are able to withstand colder temperatures," he said. This
is important because many people are keeping their homes colder in the winter
to reduce heating costs. He believes that could expand the market for
commercial growers within what he calls the grocery store market and also bring
commercial growers substantial savings on heating costs in their greenhouses.
He also
cited other desirable traits species could bring to breeding lines that might
also have commercial applications. "There are some differences in foliage,
such as the shininess of the foliage that aren't well represented in the modern
cultivars," Smith said. "These differences could possibly be picked
up and and be found attractive by certain people if you had decent flowers.
There are some species that have foliage that will change color depending on
the light condition, and we've not captured that potential at all. There's a
couple of plants that, as they're exposed to longer days, their foliage will
actually become almost striped by the end of the day and then revert back to
dark green overnight. That's an attractive trait in my mind, but we don't have
it in the cultivars at all. There's some species that have leaves with very
short hairs so the texture is very velvety to the touch — very different from
what we have in the modern cultivars."
Commercial
growers have one goal, creating plants that will appeal to the homebuyer, he
said. "I'm more of a mind of a geneticist or a scientist. There's a lot of
potential to doing things we haven't even tried. It may be that not all of the
stuff would be worthwhile. But I wouldn't want to see the plants go extinct
before we have a chance to find out."
There's
another reason not to discount the value species can have on Saintpaulia
breeding, Smith said. "There are people in the African violet world who
are always on the lookout for what's different, what's unique, what's weird;
the more so the better." Count him in that group, he said. Commercial
breeders, however, most often concentrate their thinking about new hybrids
toward what will create the perfect show plant — which, not coincidentally, is
the same type of plant that appeals to the general consumer market. That's
because the foliage of these plants and the color and presentation of the
flowers represent what many think of as the ideal "look" of an
African violet.
But there
are people who don't care about that, Smith said. Those people are looking for
a weird shape, different types of blooms, different growth forms and different
foliage types. Those people, he readily acknowledged, are a niche market. But,
he added, some people in that group would like to see the African Violet
Society add a competitive show category for the more unusual plants. "If
that effort gains some momentum, it could be that the genetic material from
these wild species could become important feeding into that," he said.
There's
something else about the species that concerns him. He believes it's possible
that species not known to science are waiting to be discovered in remote areas
of Kenya and Tanzania, if villagers don't destroy them first as they clear the
forest to grow food and other crops.
Several
groups are working hard to make sure that doesn't happen. These include the
University of Buffalo, which is crowdfunding a project to sequence a
Saintpaulia genome, likely beginning with Saintpaulia ionantha; the African
Rainforest Conservancy in New York City; and the Tanzania Forest Conservation
Group in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania.
Against the
backdrop of the two schools of thought on the impact of disappearing
Saintpaulia habitat, both Robinson and Smith said they are not aware of any
group that is collecting seeds of Saintpaulia species for possible restoration
projects in the future. "Everything is basically live plants, and we trade
clones of them," Smith said. That's interesting, he added, because the
original collections were probably by seed. "Growing from seed now is
something that people just don’t do. For one thing, the seed viability is only
several years." Besides, he said, African violets can be easily reproduced
from a leaf cutting.
Don't know
how to do that? Well, here you go.
To start a
plant from a leaf cutting, choose a healthy leaf, remove the leaf and stem from
the plant and place the stem in a glass of water. After roots have formed,
simply pot the plant in a small pot (2 1/2 inches). The best time to do this is
in spring. The process will work with most African violets and produce exact
genetic replicas of the "parent plant." The process does not work,
however, with the Chimaera type of violets. Be sure to put a label in the pot
that gives the name of the plant. If your plant were to ever be passed on to a
collector, it would be of little value to them without a name.
Here is a
basic guideline to growing African violets courtesy of The Violet Barn.
Light. Try
to provide bright, but not direct, sunlight. If growing under artificial
lights, place a two-tube florescent fixture about 12-18 inches above plants for
12-13 hours each day.
Watering. Use room-temperature water.
Water when the soil feels dry to the touch.
Feeding. A balanced formula with each
watering following label instructions is best (relatively equal amounts of
nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium). Avoid bloom boosters.
Atmosphere. African violets like the
same conditions you do: moderate temperatures and humidity.
Soil. Use a peat-based,
"soilless" mix consisting of at least 30-50 percent coarse
vermiculite and/or perlite. Brand name "violet soils" are not
necessarily good for African violets. General rule: the wetter you keep the
soil, the more perlite it should contain to help avoid root rot. The goal is to
match the structure of the soil where the plants grow in the wild, which is
very loose and fast-draining.
Grooming. Except for trailers, do not
allow extra crowns (suckers) to develop. African violets should be grown single
crowned. Most African violets look best with no more than five rows of leaves.
Potting. Repot all plants every 6-12
months. Most standard African violets, grown as a houseplant, will require a
4-5 inch pot at maturity. For minis and semi-minis, use a pot no larger than 2
1/2 inches in diameter.
Old wives'
tales
Robinson
said there are some old wives’ tales about growing African violets that aren't
true. Here are some that have gained currency and his responses to them.
Have to
water from the bottom. "I always tell people Mother Nature always waters
from the top. Rain always falls from the sky."
Can't get
water on the leaves. "It's not the water that hurts the plants; it's the
temperature of the water. Water plants with room-temperature water."
Have to use a blossom-boosting
fertilizer. (See feeding, above.)
Have to use self-water pots. (See
watering, above.)
"More
people kill African violets because they are going by things they have been
told they have to do," said Robinson. "In other words, if you use an
African violet pot, and African violet soil and African violet fertilizer, you
are going to be calling us [to] ask us what went wrong with your plant."
10 Surprising Things You Didn't Know About Your Garden
By Lauren Piro @ http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/
1. A
sunflower is not just one flower. Both
the fuzzy brown center and the classic yellow petals are actually 1,000 – 2,000
individual flowers, held together on a single stalk.
2. There
are more microorganisms in one teaspoon of soil than there are people on earth. It's aliiiiive! OK, in all seriousness, that
fact might make you itchy, but microbes are important for keeping your soil
full of nutrients.
3. Plants
really do respond to sound. Talking to
plants to help them grow is a well-known old wives' tale, but studies have shown
vibration (like music, or perhaps even the sweet sound of your voice) can
affect plant growth. Plus, the Myth Busters (in an admittedly not-so-scientific
study), compared a silent greenhouse to one where they piped in a voice
soundtrack, and found that plants in the latter grew more.
4.
Butterflies might be more attracted to your weeds than your flowers. Colorful blooms aren't the chief reason these
insects love your garden – it's more about the fragrance and nectar. According
to the Smithsonian Institute, new cultivars of popular flowers have been bred
for enhanced color and size, but have often lost their fragrance in the
process. So everyday weeds, like dandelions and clovers, might actually be the
most appealing things in your yard to butterflies (they hate pesticides, too).
Taking care to choose heirloom flower seeds can get them to also fly your way.
5. A little
baking soda can help you grow sweeter tomatoes.
A regular sprinkling of this kitchen staple into your plant's soil can
help reduce acidity, which sweetens up your crop.
6. Some of
your favorite fruits are actually in the rose family. Apples, pears, peaches, cherries,
raspberries, strawberries, and more are rosaceae, making them cousins to the
long-stemmed Valentine's Day variety.
7. The right
orchid combination can smell like your favorite dessert. Did you know that the vanilla bean comes from
a orchid varietal? And it's not the only sweet-smelling kind: "An oncidum
hyrbrid called Sharry Baby smells like chocolate," says George Hatfield,
president of the Santa Barbara Orchid Show. "It's 'baking cookie' aroma
has made it a winner." And that's not all: The cymbidium Golden Elf smells
lemony, and the phalaenopsis violacea has a cinnamon scent. "Just like
you'd combine Jelly Belly beans to create new flavors, you can combine orchids
to create a garden that smells like a dessert buffet," says Hatfield.
8. You can
change a hydrangea's color by altering the pH level of the soil.
A more alkaline soil will result in pinker blooms, while
more acidity will produce blue blooms. To coax your plant to the blue side, add
more organic matter to your soil, like egg shells and coffee grounds (though
the acidity in used coffee grounds can vary greatly, so you might try a
high-acid fertilizer, too). The change won't happen overnight, but eventually
you should succeed in manipulating your soil's pH level.
9. Deer can
jump eight feet high. They might require
a running start to reach such heights, but a tiny fence often isn't enough to
keep these garden nibblers away. Try a taller one, plant thorny or pungent
plants as a natural barrier, or scare them off with lights or wind chimes.
10. You
don't need to be a dedicated composter to reap similar benefits.
Call it cheating, but applying used coffee grounds, eggshells,
chopped-up banana peels, and other organic matter directly to your soil (no
composting required) can offer plants nutrients as they decompose. For
already-growing beds, scatter and bury the items within the first few inches of
soil.
Horti-Culture Corner
By Rosalie Muller Wright
"January is the quietest month in the garden. ...
But just because it looks quiet doesn't mean that nothing is
happening. The soil, open to the sky,
absorbs the pure rainfall while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into
usable nutrients for the next crop of plants.
The feasting earthworms tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it
to welcome the seeds and bare roots to come."
Rich Diet?
One
afternoon a rich man was riding in his limousine when he saw two men along the
roadside eating grass. Disturbed, he ordered his driver to stop and he got out
to investigate.
He asked
one man, 'Why are you eating grass?'
'We don't
have any money for food,' the poor man replied. 'We have to eat grass.'
'Well,
then, you can come with me to my house and I'll feed you,' the rich man said.
'But, sir,
I have a wife and two children with me. They are over there, under that tree.'
'Bring them
along,' the rich man replied. Turning to the other poor man he announced, 'You
come with us, also.'
The second
man, in a pitiful voice then said, 'But sir, I also have a wife and six
children with me.'
'Bring them
all, as well,' the rich fellow answered.
They all
climb in the car, which was no easy task, even for a car as large as the
limousine.
Once
underway, one of the poor fellows turned to the rich gent and said, 'Sir, you
are too kind. Thank you for taking all of us with you.'
The rich
man replied, 'Glad to do it. You'll really love my place. The grass is almost a
foot high.'
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