Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I put some marigolds in this afternoon
Two flats of marigolds go a long way. Smelly things. It's best to hold your breath when you plant them. I can see why aphids avoid them. And they're hard on the eyes to boot. The only good marigold is a red marigold. The yellow ones are so bright they make me squint. Imagine, the Dictionary of Symbols says they were named after the Virgin Mary. A symbol of purity and perfection, my foot! But, gaudy as they are, they'll protect my basil from pests. And hail bounces right off them. That's all that matters in the end.
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I likely won't hop again until Tues.
I liked your description of the marigolds - they've always smelled like cat urine to me. I had no idea that hail bounced off it!! What a warrior flower!
Cat urine! Ha! Perfect! I couldn't put my finger on it, but that's it. :)
I'd forgotten what good marigolds were, but you two have reminded me.
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