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How I accidentally joined a horticultural society

I was up in Calgary this week with Chris for an eye appointment and to see Neil Young in concert (why yes, it was amazing, thank you for asking) and we found ourselves with a few hours to kill in-between. He wanted to hit the hobby shop, and I wanted to have a tiny snooze before rocking it in the free world. So I parked the car, he went in, and I closed my eyes–but not before spotting the little house tucked beside the parking lot. The little house with the lovely, snow-filled garden and the sign reading “Calgary Horticultural Society“.

I sat there pseudo-sleeping, thinking about popping in to say hello. I had been to their big garden show back in April, but had not signed up for a membership, rationalizing that I live three hours away and wouldn’t be able to attend any events anyway, except maybe the show again in the spring… Anyhow, I was supposed to be napping. Besides, even the term ‘horticultural society’ seems formidable… I feel like donning my rose gauntlets and a British accent as soon as I think the words. Aren’t these kind of societies for the snobbery? Will they test me on my Latin before starting any kind of conversation? I might as well have been back in high school, that’s how awkward I felt.

Well, the bunny got the better of me. Yup, right there in the heart of the city, a little brown bunny nibbling on the elite Horticultural Society ground cover. I got up and in I went.

This is the part where I apologize to Janet and Maryjo for the snobbery comments above, for the lovely ladies I spoke to in the office were anything but snobs. They welcomed me warmly and we had a short chat about upcoming events, their (beautiful and useful) newsletter, bunnies, and raccoons. Before I knew it we were swapping emails and I was promising to buy a membership and check out their online forums.

I feel silly now for being so apprehensive. I know I’m not getting everything I could be out of gardening unless I connect with other people who share my interest.  I love our ownCanadianGardening.com forums for this purpose, but I’m looking forward to the calhort.org ones, because only a Southern Albertan really knows the meaning of a chinook.

So that’s your challenge this week: search out a connection with your gardening community. Whether it’s someone down your street, at your favourite greenhouse, online, or in a club or society, we all need someone with whom we can share, complain, brag, and learn.

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