Today we have two ‘In the Garden’ guests….I would like to introduce you to Amanita and Dashka (Amanita’s creator). Amanita it a percocious, plant-obsessed, princess who’s style runs towards the dangerous and dark (and after reading her story – I am sure you and your favorite child will want to meet her). Dashka Slater who is the woman behind the new book Dangerously Ever After (in which Amanita lives). I’ve never had two guests at the same time…and even more interestingly….I’ve never had a real princess….so I hope you enjoy meeting both Princess Amanita and Dashka and much as I did. – Rochelle
Dashka: Eclectic. By which I mean that I like a lot of things that don’t necessarily match.
Amanita: Not just a garden. The world’s most dangerous garden.
Dashka: If, by garden, you mean a section of land set aside for the cultivation of plants, then yes. If you mean something that’s been weeded in the past three months, then no.
Amanita: It’s prickly, stickly, thorny, brambly, stinky, poisonous, and occasionally explosive.
Dashka: Pretty much what Amanita said, minus the explosions.
Dashka: It would be filled with enchanting little nooks and bowers for writing, and would emphatically not have any wireless reception. A bed would be nice. Writing is very tiring.
(You can see some pictures of Dashka’s ‘someday’ here.)
Amanita: It would have a large bog filled with a variety of carnivorous plants and a few more lethal poisons.
Amanita: One of my sentimental favorites would have to be Amorphophallus titanum. I love it for three reasons.
1) Its bloom is wonderfully tall – about ten feet
2) It smells like rotting meat. A lot of rotting meat.
3) I carried it when I was a flower girl at my cousin’s wedding. She had another bouquet for me but it was boring so I threw it in the compost.
Dashka: I have a small collection of potted succulents that all have interesting histories. One sprouted from a cutting I found lying on the sidewalk while I was taking a walk. Another – an enormous flowering aloe – was left on a street corner with a “Free” sign on its pot. A third was an impulse buy by my late mother-in-law, despite the fact that she lived in Florida and had no way to bring it home from California.
Amanita: I remember the first word my heckleberries ever said. Unfortunately, it’s one I’m not allowed to repeat.
Dashka: I had a very urban childhood and didn’t really have my first real garden until my mid-twenties when I bought a house in a formerly Italian section of Oakland, California that was blessed with wonderfully fertile soil and a history of backyard gardening. It had fruit trees of every kind, including a 40 foot tall avocado tree that a previous owner had grown from a pit. I grew tomatoes by the bushel there, as well as all manner of other vegetables, and learned how to make jam out of desperation when I found myself buried in peaches and apricots, courtesy of two very productive old trees.
During the holiday season, Dashka is offering a signed bookplate for your copy. To get yours, take a visit here to coordinate getting your bookplate as well as a bookplate for a few other great gift books. – Rochelle