Oh, happy day! Botanical Interests has shipped a box of seeds to me, and they are all WICKED seeds–datura, castor bean, opium poppy, tobacco–exactly the sort of thing I've been planting in this poison plant garden I've established outside my kitchen door. (It's an area fenced off from both the backyard, where the chickens roam, and the front yard, where neighborhood children might wander by. More on the poison garden when it gets into full swing for the season.)
I am totally psyched to get these going. I've been a fan of their seeds for years–I love the original art on the front of the seed packet, and the packages themselves are covered with information, both on the back and on the inside. They get extra high praise from me for labeling poisonous plants as such–something I think the plant industry is woefully lax about.
So–how fortunate for me. I'm rigging up grow lights and plugging in seedling heat mats at this very moment.
How fortunate for you, too, as Botanical Interests would like to provide one of our beloved readers with their own little economic stimulus package in the form of six packages of seeds.
You get to choose the seeds, so head over there and pick something out for yourself. Then post a charming and entertaining comment–and as longtime readers know, I'm a sucker for poetry, be it a limerick or a sonnet–and I will select a winner in whatever arbitrary and capricious manner I choose. Winners announced in the next couple of days.