Hello, I am Becky Carlberg, gardening enthusiast from Southeast Oklahoma. I have degrees in Biology from Eastern Oklahoma State College and Oklahoma State University. Teaching, research work, and competing in art shows then followed. I earned my ...
Hello, I am Becky Carlberg, gardening enthusiast from Southeast Oklahoma. I have degrees in Biology from Eastern Oklahoma State College and Oklahoma State University. Teaching, research work, and competing in art shows then followed. I earned my Master’s Degree in Plant Pathology from OSU and continued graduate work on a Doctorate of Botany at the University of Oklahoma.
With my family, we twice had an opportunity to live in Europe. We were in England for five years and then later in Germany for seven years. It was an excellent education for our sons. I returned to gardening, writing and art, became a Master Gardener, as well as an Oklahoma certified Master Naturalist. I am the gardener in charge of the Shawnee Japanese Peace Garden, a member of the Deep Fork Audubon Society, and now call my five acre Backyard Wildlife Habitat and Oklahoma Wildscape outside Shawnee home.
My name is Linda Workman Smith. The first step of my gardening journey began in the hills northwest of Van Buren, Arkansas, where my parents—both from farming families—raised seven children.
This is not to say that I’ve always had a love for gardening although over the years I’ve managed to keep my hands in the dirt. In 2000, my husband’s employment brought us to Shawnee where we settled on two acres west of town. Being unemployed for the first time in many years—and planning to stay that way—I started gardening on a small scale.
I have been a member of the Multi-County Master Gardener Association for several years and thoroughly enjoy being in the organization. I now have many flower beds and I’ve expanded my gardens to include lots of vegetable varieties, several fruit trees, strawberries, blackberries, raspberries and grapes. Every year I try to plant something different. I don’t grow a lot of any one thing, but a little bit of lots of things!
By Linda Workman Smith
We are still in the midst of tornado clean-up but thought I’d better get this posted while it is still semi-fresh in my mind:
Scene 3: May 15, 2013—8:45am
Cruising down the street toward the OSU extension office—classic rock blaring on the radio—our heroine keeps one eye on the highway, the other on her mirrors monitoring plants. Traveling east on MacArthur she engages her right turn signal. As she negotiates the turn onto Acme her eyes take in the tableau before her. It’s like a scene from the old television show, “Wagon Train”, with wagon master Chris Hale—played by John McIntire—shouting, “Get the wagons in a circle.” Vehicles of all shapes and sizes overflow the parking spaces; people are moving to and fro, carrying plants, tools, pushing wheelbarrows and pulling carts. Our heroine spots the wagon masters/co-chairmen of this event, Mike Harrell and Greg Hinkle and is given instructions on where to unload her bounty; she backs her trusty Ranger to chosen spot, opens door, steps out and takes a deep breath…
If not for the forethought and meticulous planning it could have been utter pandemonium. A few days prior, Mike Harrell made and placed tags where each plant would be situated. So instead of chaos, the process of planting was accomplished with minimal confusion. We had a large contingent of master gardeners, as well as many associate members. While some unloaded plants others sorted and delivered to allotted spaces. It was a wondrous occasion for this master gardener to watch the camaraderie as more experienced gardeners gave advice--to the associate gardeners--on how to arrange and plant. Some dug holes as others planted, some trimmed and pruned as others picked up and bagged. Occasionally I’d hear, “There’s water at the chuck wagon. Stay hydrated.”
Plant material was all installed, mulched and watered in; sidewalks were swept, refuse bagged, pictures taken, then someone uttered my favorite phrase, “It’s time to eat!”
Our hospitality chairperson, Gerry Yeisley, had ordered and delivered submarine sandwiches with all the fixings and several of our gardeners brought side dishes and desserts. It was a lovely luncheon—on tables set up under a large magnolia tree—situated on the east side of the extension office grounds.
Under lowering skies--with winds picking up--our president, Wanda Barnett conducted our regular monthly business meeting. At the conclusion of the meeting, I think we all walked a little taller as we went our separate ways, with pride in the accomplishment of a job well done.