I spent hours at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden last week. I went there specifically looking for the Wisteria, which is my spirit flower, and which I love so much that smelling it makes me feel high and looking at it makes my pupils dilate. Thank God for Wisteria!
While I was exploring the rest of the gardens, I came across something that made me laugh out loud: The garden of plants native to New York City. This garden was literally just rows and rows of all the weeds that keep popping up in my veggie beds! My first instinct was to scream and point and start pulling them all up by their roots (but don't worry, I didn't).
This got me thinking about the nature of weeds. Just like the word "Art", defining weeds is all about intention. If my entire garden is intended to be tomato plants, then anything else sprouting up in the soil is going to be considered a weed. Even Wisteria, when sprouting unintentionally in my tomatoes, would have to be weeded out. (Well, maybe I'd keep that plant as an exception... but you know what I mean!) And tomato plants, when sprouting in a flower bed, become weeds. No plant should be inherently defined as a weed.
So I'd like to publically apologize to the Native Flora Garden at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden for being such a jerk and laughing in his face! Our local NYC plants are just as special and valued as anything else I may be planting in my garden. But I'm still going to weed them out.