Tidbits Of Pride

This past weekend was the whole big Pride thing here in DC, so tons of people flocked in from all over to trample up my flowers at Mr. Yogato. I did my best on Saturday during the parade (the middle of the route was right in front of Mr. Yogato) to guard the plants without being a butt about it. Only one person actually STEPPED on a plant (spearmint) and kind of kicked a gladiolus on his way out. I told him to watch where he was stepping and not to mess up the garden, and then some other guy came up and started yelling "You stole my iPhone!" When I left, they were still discussing that with a cop near the CVS.

But the plants in my garden, you really have to try to step on some of these things, because they're in a, I dunno, six-inch crack between concrete curbs, basically. Until the plants get bigger and obscure the curbs (which people think of as a sidewalk or a bench), they aren't much of a deterrent. Nor do they have thorns. Next year, they shall.

Actually, there wasn't much damage, all in all (except for the sunflower that was bent in four places between Monday night and yesterday). Not even cigarette butts. It ended up less dirty than a normal weekend has left it in a long time. But the sunflowers are getting huge, the moonflower is bushing out like crazy--I think people are starting to realize that it's not bare dirt. It takes them a while, eh?

I watched the parade by standing on top of the railing near my garden. Funny, however, all I took pictures of the entire weekend was trash and flowers. You can probably tell that the strawberries are sending out tons of runners, the peanut is starting to think about becoming bushy, the moonflower is taking over, and the ornamental sweet potato is crawling over the strawberry plants. The Leyland cyprus isn't doing so hot, but I expected it to have a longer adjustment period than the herbaceous plants--it doesn't look dead, which is all I hoped for this year.

Girl: 1

Verbena: 0

The parts of the plants that end up creeping over the concrete... I can't get too bugged about them getting stepped on. But don't people look at their feet? I mean, I always try to see what I'm sticking my foot into. There are so many dogs in the area, there's shit everywhere. I'd rather not get it on my shoes. Not everyone has that philosophy, it seems.

This girl... Oh this girl! I don't think she ever touched my plants with that bookbag of hers, but when she just plopped right down without even looking, I about had a conniption. She barely touched the plants, but still.

I planted squash! In just three days since this photo was taken, the seedling has gotten much larger. I am going to train it up the ivy.

This bloom on the moonflower is done--it never opened again, and it fell off on Sunday or Monday. But after a flower opens and closes a few times, the loose curling gives a really pretty effect which I think is even more beautiful than the new, fresh flowers.

I saw the guys putting this prop together earlier on Saturday, so it was cool to see the finished product--I didn't notice it during the parade. They used fresh-cut flowers that were superglued onto this umbrella. Can you imagine the expense?

Here's a close-up. They encouraged us passers-by to take some cut flowers (with stems) for bouquets. So I grabbed some and they're still sitting on my table here. They were clearly dyed--the water I have them sitting in is pink now.

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6 Responses to Tidbits Of Pride

  1. What a fun post today. It gives a real flavour of the occasion.

    Glad there wasn't any lasting damage to you garden and maybe the best thing to do with mint is step on it, so it releases the scent.

    That moonflower looks amazing when you enlarge it. Can you tell me the Latin name or the plant family? I don't recognize it.

    And that umbrella is such a lovely idea. Hmmm, I wonder if dandelions would work....

  2. The Wikipedias tells me it's probably Datura inoxia--not the other common types of moonflower, which are Ipomoea something and are pretty much just morning glories.

    I think you could make a dandelion umbrella, yes. Coat it with sticky stuff, and all the flies and bugs will land on it and die! It could be a big, beautiful garden trap! I just put out a few more yellow sticky square things and already there are tons of fungus gnats on them. Sigh.

  3. Worry not, plants are very good at bouncing back. :)

  4. Reading your post, I'm pondering the philosophical question of who this garden belongs to - you? Mr. Yogato? the Public? Hard to not been protective of something that you put so much work into on one hand. On the other, you are letting those plants shine out in the big wide world. I'm loving this little piece of green that you have injected into the neighborhood.

    p.s. This blog should have smell-o-vision for those pretzels!

  5. Louise, I was just thinking about smell-o-vision! I know researchers are working on electronic "noses" to detect scents, and other researchers are working on finding the easiest scents to create using the least amounts of molecules, for just such a thing.

    I was thinking about it because while weeding at the Youth Garden today, I plucked up a bit of lemon mint. I wanted some, so I put it in my water bottle so it'd be happy until I got home. When I opened it up? It was intensely lemony, as the good-smelling stuff got all concentrated in the bottle.

    It was amazing. I wanted to share, but a picture or a post just can't convey the amazing smell of lemon mint (or of my pretzels!).

    And... Of course, Mr. Yogato owns the land; the public owns the right to appreciate (and maybe harvest, next year!) the garden; but I own the responsibility to keep the plants healthy and un-tread-upon. I do what I can, but the plants are doing quite well without me standing over them like a hawk--I just worry about them!

  6. Just wait till we become mothers, and our creations are human. Still, is it better to love and worry, or never to have loved at all?



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