Just another alley full of cool plants at Rohsler’s.
Of course, I do wonder who’s buying some of this stuff, given how little gardening actually goes on in this part of the world. Vegetables? Hardly ever seen one growing in the Garden State. Even perennials are super-scarce in the land of the unchanging evergreen. But never mind. As long as the nursery is willing to offer everything, I’m willing to appreciate it all.
My own purchases last weekend were rather modest. Rohsler’s had a fantastic, towering 8-foot tall iron obelisk on display. My mother had a $10-dollar off coupon. To fit it in my vehicle, I made the dog sit in my daughter’s lap for the ride home. I also bought a giant papyrus for my goldfish pond.
Why do I love Rohsler’s so much? My husband would say that it’s because you can take the girl out of Jersey, but you can’t take the Jersey out of the girl. In fact, he often surveys my own, rather restrained garden, with its preference for enormous flowers of tomato red and vibrating purple, and laughs. "Everything you do is so Jersey." he says.
Then I glare and refuse to speak to him for the next quarter hour at least.Posted by Michele Owens on June 6, 2008 at 4:23 am, in the category Taking Your Gardening Dollar.