Woes With the Garden Hose
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The NY Unit of the Herb Society does a splendid job taking care of the expansive herb garden at the John Jay Homestead in Katonah. Here’s a post from last September with photos, right before their annual herb fair.
I attended their annual open meeting last month and caught up with some of most active volunteers, including Cathie Gottschalk and Susan Thorson.
I got this email from Cathie this morning that immediately had my head nodding in agreement.
“We were working in the John Jay Herb Garden last week and we said a few nasty things to our resident garden hose. It’s stiff and dry and won’t cooperate. It was suggested that we invest in a new one, but everyone asked the same question: “How do you buy a hose? What do you look for?”
“All agreed that most get those frustrating kinks in them and you have to walk halfway across your garden to release them all the time using words you never dreamed you knew! They’re either too stiff or too soft. Perhaps with all your contacts in the gardening world there is a hose expert?
“We felt that the inexpensive ones dried out quickly and that just because a hose is very pricey doesn’t mean that it’s superior. Any input would be greatly appreciated.
“Come visit the garden anytime. It’s starting to unfold its glory.”
(The herb garden is free and open to the public any time the homestead is open—go see it sometime this summer.)
Thanks Cathie. How indeed do you buy a good garden hose? Any recommendations? Suggestions on where to go for expertise?
I positively HATE my serpentine mess of four old cobbled-together green hoses that always leak at the joints and kink up constantly.
And what about a hose caddy? Mine’s only three or four years old and water simply pours out of the connection.
Please write with a comment if you have any suggestions.
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on Thursday, May 1st, 2008 at 10:30 am by Bill Cary.
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Bill Cary grew up in Louisville, Ky. His gardening was limited to growing parsley and impatiens on the windowsill of Manhattan walkups until the mid-1990s when he bought a rundown old chicken farm on 8 acres in the Hudson Valley. Now he spends his weekends chasing deer, hacking away at invasive shrubs and vines and wondering why he doesn`t have more meadow and less lawn.
