Moments after arriving at the delicious ecosystem that is Christy Wilhelmi’s Los Angeles backyard, we’re startled by the sound of the screen door snapping open. With a deadpan and luxurious air, a small tuxedo cat slinks through the doorway and heads in our direction. “Hi, Pumpkin!”...
Their hardboiled, bloodthirsty reputation aside, our carnivorous pitcher plants cry out for more tender loving care than any other plant we grow. We still haven’t been able to satisfy them. Our Nepenthes are not happy campers at the moment: Our dear Nepenthes x ventrata hasn’t produced pitchers...
We’ll let you guess which half of The Horticult we’re talking about here: Growing up, one of us was hopelessly obsessed with miniatures. Ages 8 through 11 13, C used to make pilgrimages to suburban mall kiosks and craft stores to buy toothpick chandeliers, lawnmowers operated...
“It started raining one day, and a guy came over to sit at the bar. I pushed one of the potted plants over and said, ‘Here, everyone needs a drinking buddy,’ ” our bartender Danny tells us right before he whips up a nicely balanced...
A rosemary hedge says you've planned your garden for years. Besides freshening up the pasta sauce to turn around an afterthought dinner, your hedge will fend off insects and make the breeze smell like bread. Our Tuscan blue rosemary is surviving well in our lime-rich...
“Feed me, Seymour,” the line goes, originally uttered by the neediest plant in history. Little Shop of Horrors gave us (both!) mega nightmares as kids. If only we'd known that someday we would grow to enable our own crop of bloodthirsty carnivores. We brought them home...