Writing in the Garden

I spent Thursday and Friday at the Garden Writers Association Region III meeting in the Wooster, OH, region. I’m a new member, so it was my first time out.

It was HANDS DOWN the best conference/convention/meeting I have ever been to. Why?

  1. The actual “meeting,” with housekeeping, announcements, etc., lasted about a half-hour.
  2. We spent the rest of the two days touring gardens.
  3. They gave me plants.
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This allium was just starting to shed petals when I snapped this shot.
A shot from below the Kingswood home, with a formal garden.
A shot from below the Kingswood home, with a formal garden.

I mean, when I think of how many conventions I’ve attended in stuffy ballrooms where just reading the AGENDAS could put you to sleep, freezing because they always crank the A/C? Why didn’t someone tell me years ago that a meeting could be like this?

We toured Kingswood Center, Wade and Gatton Nursery (famous hosta breeders), a private garden, and the Secrest Aroboretum. I’ll admit, I took as pass on walking around the Arboretum, because it was about 40 degrees. I had brought plenty of clothes to layer, but neglected to pack a hat and gloves.

I liked this combo of cottage pinks (Dianthus), 'Angelina' sedum, and hydrangea.
I liked this combo of cottage pinks (Dianthus), ‘Angelina’ sedum, and hydrangea.

I met loads of interesting people, and I came home with a bunch of trial plants. Plant breeders give out new introductions at these meetings so that we’ll test the plants and write about them. How fabulous!

We saw a lot of hosta this weekend. I like them best planted in contrasting masses.
We saw a lot of hosta this weekend. I like them best planted in contrasting masses.
A new friend. I shall call him "Bob."
A new friend. I shall call him “Bob.”
Fraudulent Farmgirl
I teach garden and homesteading skills—the stuff your great-grandmother knew how to do. But if there's a faster, cheaper, or easier way to do it, I'll find it!By day, I design earth-friendly gardens for Spotts Garden Service. By night, I don my Wellies to become the Fraudulent Farmgirl. On my small urban homestead, I've ripped out the front lawn to plant vegetables and fruit trees, turned the garage into a chicken coop and grown enough strawberries to feed half the neighborhood.

1 Comment

  1. Amy, I grew up in Mansfield, Ohio. Many Sundays after church, my family went to Kingwood Center to walk through the gardens and feed the ducks (with corn from a gumball machine that spit out a fistful for a penny). How great that it’s still worth visiting!

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