I was away in South Carolina in mid-March for the beau's father's wedding. On the way, we stopped off in Virginia to celebrate my mother's 50th birthday by getting her tongue pierced (and my eyebrow re-pierced--I had taken out my two facial piercings when I moved to Saudi Arabia and hadn't gotten around to replacing them).
Along the way, I think I stopped at about every Wal-Mart, Home Depot, and locally owned garden center I could find. I was actually very surprised to see the quality of care that plants at Wal-Mart received--I'm torn between my general dislike for such big-box establishments and my admiration for their products and prices.
Where else could I have purchased a two-year Concord grape vine, a two-year Ebony King blackberry cane, a two-year Legacy blueberry bush (I added a bunch of peat to the potting soil I used to get a higher acidity level for the plant), a two-year Red Latham raspberry, Akita dahlia tubers, Quinault strawberry crowns, and an elephant ear (perhaps Colocasia) bulb for less than $30. I believe I paid about $12 for just the single two-year Flame seedless grape vine I planted at Mr. Yogato a couple years ago. Not that it hasn't paid for itself--but getting one at 1/3 of the cost is a bonus!
I also ended up picking up some horseradish tubers, asparagus crown, and a rhubarb crown at a garden center near my mother's house. They were insanely desiccated, so I'm uncertain whether they'll grow, but they worked out to be just a $3 experiment altogether, so I'm not worried if they do or not. The beau also picked up a Sempervivum pot, and I grabbed a large-leafed Kolanchoe with green squiggly variegation on a dark red backdrop.
So I potted them all up and have them safe in our gated basement apartment entryway until I can find some place for them where they'll get enough light to grow. (For reference--the larger pots are 12" containers.)
I didn't quite think about the light/space situation, at least not realistically. I was in gardener zombie mode. I actually just broke down and bought these plants so that the beau would stop sighing every time I pulled into a parking lot to "just check out the plants real quick, I swear" (see, it's really entirely his fault). To make him feel included in the whole gardening thing, I made him help choose which varieties we went home with (where there was a choice: just for the grapes and blueberries, the latter being his favourite fruit anyway).
Maybe in a year or so, when these are more well-established and actually thinking about producing fruit, we will be in a house with a south-facing back yard where I can plant them and grow for a decade or so. Wouldn't that be nice!
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