Ted is a smoker. Smoking these days is an expensive habit. Long gone are the days of the 89 cent pack of smokes. For now, in an attempt to cut back he’s gone from cigs to loose tobacco and a pipe. He is smoking less, and discovering his inner Arthur Miller. This prompted the idea of growing our own tobacco. Our pal Bo once told me that “in the South, tobacco is a vegetable.” I honestly didn’t think it could be grown up here in Yankee land, but I was wrong…which doesn’t happen often. 😉
What the hell does this have to do with Intercourse? When Googling this, the site I came across had a lovely picture of tobacco plants being grown on a farm in Intercourse. Yes, there is a town named Intercourse. And, it’s in Pennsylvania. As a matter of fact, I took Ted to Intercourse this Summer. He enjoyed it. There’s also a town named Blue Ball. He didn’t like that so much.
Now, I come to find out that not only can we grow tobacco but it flowers! My friend Tink clued me into that. Here is proof on her blog My Mobile Adventures…http://mymobileadventures.com/2009/05/tobacco-who-knew
So, I think we are going to try it. Probably not this year though, so I guess this blog post is a cliffhanger.
Next, to plant or not to plant? That is the question. And, berries?