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I do this every time we go somewhere interesting just before gardening season - I get obsessed with planting whatever it was I just saw, or "tuning" the garden to reflect where I just went.
The worst case I had of it was after we got back from New Orleans in March a few years ago. I became obsessed with growing okra, and cream peas, and creole tomatos, and a host of other plants that just don't do well in northern New England. The okra actually did ok - I got some small (and slightly woody) pods off of it. The cream peas never came up and the tomatos didn't ripen in time.
Then another year we went down to visit some slightly "yuppie" friends of ours in early spring. I came back with visions of rows of radicchio, arugula, and other expensive and nasty-tasting yuppie salad parts dancing in my head. The radicchio looked beautiful, but was so bitter I couldn't swallow a bite (learned the hard way it needs cool weather only). DH pulled out the arugula thinking it was weeds.
This year we went to Pennsylvania in May to visit relatives, and on the way through spent 2 days in Amish country just to look around.
Now I've got a garden full of cabbage and potatos, plus some "Amish Paste" tomatos and a bunch of heirloom Amish watermelons that probably won't ripen before November.
Thank God at least we visited someplace where they grow sensible vegetables this year!
Thanks for listening, this was cathartic. Especially after I realized I have nearly 100 feet of potatos in (3 30ish foot rows) and DH said to me "what the he## are you going to do with all those potatos?".
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The worst case I had of it was after we got back from New Orleans in March a few years ago. I became obsessed with growing okra, and cream peas, and creole tomatos, and a host of other plants that just don't do well in northern New England. The okra actually did ok - I got some small (and slightly woody) pods off of it. The cream peas never came up and the tomatos didn't ripen in time.
Then another year we went down to visit some slightly "yuppie" friends of ours in early spring. I came back with visions of rows of radicchio, arugula, and other expensive and nasty-tasting yuppie salad parts dancing in my head. The radicchio looked beautiful, but was so bitter I couldn't swallow a bite (learned the hard way it needs cool weather only). DH pulled out the arugula thinking it was weeds.
This year we went to Pennsylvania in May to visit relatives, and on the way through spent 2 days in Amish country just to look around.
Now I've got a garden full of cabbage and potatos, plus some "Amish Paste" tomatos and a bunch of heirloom Amish watermelons that probably won't ripen before November.
Thank God at least we visited someplace where they grow sensible vegetables this year!
Thanks for listening, this was cathartic. Especially after I realized I have nearly 100 feet of potatos in (3 30ish foot rows) and DH said to me "what the he## are you going to do with all those potatos?".
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