The Plant Whisperer


We thought our garden was boss.  We even trash talked our friend’s co-op garden at Brookberry Farm.  This past weekend, we got our greenthumbs handed to us along with our asses.  By none other than Martha, the Plant Whisperer…aka, my Mom.  Martha and Bob live in the upstate of SC, and we stayed with them during our latest travels.  When Bob says, “she can put a stick in some dirt and it will grow,” he’s not exaggerating.

She’s got veggies (it would be easier to tell you what she doesn’t have, which is not much)…





…flowers & herbs


…strawberries…

…grapes…

…strawberries growing under grapes with figs behind…

…blueberries…

…raspberries…

…blackberries so thick she ties the stalks together just to be able to harvest them…

…apricots…

…cherries (somewhere back in here.)

She even schools us in yard art.





 She did send us home with enough plants to add to our fig and apple, so we may have our own orchard.  And enough homemade jams and jellies to keep the spawn happy for the next year.

Yeah, we’ve pretty much been told.

Next.  The eldest spawn has demanded a new poll.  We may humor him and make him choose between two of his absolute favorites tomorrow.  Like my spawn eat vegetables.

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