We've had an itch lately to start planting a little garden. Maybe it's all the abundance at the Farmer's Market that's got us wanting to sow the land (cause it sure isn't the weather), but we keep adding more potted herbs and flowers to our minuscule balcony. However, after checking out this article in the New York Times on horticultural bad ass Amy Stewart, we're starting to find our setup rather... well, tame. Stewart, the author of the recently released "Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln's Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities", lives in Eureka amidst a deathly garden of assorted poisonous plants. Mixed in among the greenery you'll find some lovely little accouterments, such as a few tombstones, some bones, and a half-buried book entitled "Autopsy for an Empire". Oh my. For city dwellers who are often minus a large fence like Stewart's or any buffer from each other really, an urban jungle of jimson weed, oleander, and foxglove may not be the best idea. That doesn't mean we don't like taking a peek into her world, though, if for no other reason than to know what to avoid on our next plant-buying mission. Click for the article and photos of Amy Stewart's garden, and tell us what you think.
