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Availability
Perennial Pipeline
A brief note about what we offer:
Please note that we rep for two other growers and therefore have 3 separate Availability Lists. Between the three of us, we can cover a lot of plants.
4" Availability is grown & shipped from here (GA).
Starter Plugs List covers a broad range of perennials & ornamental grasses in sizes ranging from 38, 50 and 72 cells. Grown by Emerald Coast Growers & shipped from locations in FL & PA.
Perennial Pipeline covers a broad range of perennials & ornamental grasses produced primarily in Quarts & Gallons. These are grown by The Perennial Farm in Baltimore & shipped from there.
Our minimum order is only One Tray.
So from the smallest needs
to requests for tractor trailer loads
& anything in between,
We've Got You Covered!
Contact Us
Call
1.800.672.4964
Email
info@groundcovertogo.com
Visit
www.groundcovertogo.com
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Thought For The Day
Badness you can get easily in quantity;
the road is smooth and it lies close by.
But in front of excellence
the immortal gods have put sweat
and long and steep is the way.
Hesiod
Greek poet and scholar of agriculture,
economics, astronomy, time keeping, mythology, and religion.
750 BC
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Overnight Success
30 Years In The Making
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Rick Watson
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The ancient Greek, Hesiod, must have had a man like Rick Watson in mind, when he scrolled those profound and insightful words, lo, those many years ago.
They bear repeating in case
you missed them the first time:
But in front of excellence
the immortal gods have put sweat
and long and steep is the way.
I think it is fair to say that
Rick Watson is a testament
to the simple truth in those words.
Congratulations
to Rick, Gail, Tom, Ed,
&
the entire team at
The Perennial Farm
for earning the honor of
2013 Operation of The Year
by Greenhouse Grower magazine!
We are proud to be a strategic partner
with The Perennial Farm team,
dedicated to providing quality
Groundcovers, Perennials, & Ornamental Grasses to the green industry
from coast to coast.
Having worked closely with these guys
for the past several years,
I can honestly say that I can't think
of anyone who is more deserving
of this honor. They are focused and they are diligent, leaving no stone unturned in our collaborative efforts to green the earth,
one plant at a time.
The following article is reprinted
with permission from
Robin Siktberg, Editor
The Perennial Farm Is
The 2013 Operation of the Year
Its marketing savvy and commitment to providing quality plants when customers need them make
The Perennial Farm our
Operation Of The Year
June 2013
A wholesale grower of perennials and grasses, The Perennial Farm in Glen Arm, Md., was founded in 1981 and now spans 50 acres of highly efficient greenhouses and growing fields. The operation also grows hardy ferns, groundcovers, and flowering shrubs and vines, including the signature Treadwell Plants brand, one of the first brands to use QR coding, featuring videos by Dr. Allan Armitage.
The operation's website, www.perennialfarm.com,
markets The Perennial Farm
as a price value leader and delivery specialists, committed to partnering with customers to deliver plants when they're needed. Three other websites market Treadwell Plants, as well as consumer information on gardening with perennials,
shrubs, grasses and native
plants.
Rick Watson established The Perennial Farm based on a need he observed in the market when he co-owned a landscape design and installation business. While he was planting ornamental grasses and perennials for customers, he realized there was only availability of these plants in small containers, and no one was growing them in 1-, 2- and 3-gallon pots. He began growing larger plants on his own land to use in landscape jobs for greater impact. His father, who owned and operated the family's nearby garden center, liked the idea and started buying perennials from Watson. Very soon, Watson was selling plants to all of the local garden centers.
To read more about the evolution
of The Perennial Farm, click below:
2013 Operation of the Year
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The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
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The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain
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For those of you old enough to remember
the old Clint Eastwood westerns,
this was the title of one of the more popular ones, and it has a haunting theme
that everyone immediately recognizes.
I would like to share
this great musical tribute
in honor of
The Good Guys,
my friends at The Perennial Farm!
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4" Ready To Roll
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Euonymus coloratus |
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Liriope Royal Purple |
One Tray Minimum!
Shipping Nationwide Daily!
1.800.672.4964
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Perennial Pipeline
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Agastache 'Tango' |
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Heuchera 'Caramel' |
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Sedum 'Autumn Joy' |
One Tray Minimum!
Shipping Nationwide Daily!
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Starter Plug Availability
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Coreopis 'Route 66' |
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Coreopsis 'Sunset Strip' |
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Coreopsis 'Electric Avenue' |
One Tray Minimum!
Shipping Nationwide Daily!
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Pup of the Week
Our Midnight Action Movie Puppy Rescue!!
Racing 50 miles per hour down Santa Monica boulevard, somewhere ahead is a bus that we blindly follow. Five minutes earlier I got a call from Sam (who runs Wagaware) that a homeless man had 4 puppies in a Tupperware bin with the lid on it... They weren't getting nearly enough air to breathe. So, I jumped into my car with my husband (James) and our dog (Arnold). Red light. Have to stop. Time stretches on as Sam updates me on her location. I tell her to drive in front of the bus and purposefully drive slow, which might allow us time to catch up (do NOT try this at home). It works. Half a mile back turns to a quarter mile and then, the glowing taillights and silhouette of a bus emerge in the night. The shadowy vehicle merges into the left lane, probably in an attempt to get away from Sam, the crazy lady driving so slow in front of him. Sam follows suit and merges into the left lane. The bus hits its breaks, pulls over and stops. Because of Sam and her driving? No, the doors fly open and passengers step off onto the sidewalk at the bus stop..
James hits the gas and slides up behind the bus, I hop out and dash for the open door. It closes. Like a lunatic I am jumping up and down calling for the driver to open the doors. Like a completely sane person, he drives away.
The bus pulls back into the lane, I jump back in the car and we take off after it. James calmly driving, myself coordinating with Sam, and Arnold leaning his head against the center console curious as to the source of the chaos. Another bus stop comes up, the bus pulls over, Sam stops in front of it and James on the side to sandwich it in. And again I am out of the car. I run up to the doors and again they close in my face and I am shouting at the driver to please open the door. He looks at me with hesitation when I yell, "A homeless man has puppies on your bus! They are in a plastic container with the lid on and they could run out of air!!" To his credit, the doors open.
I step up and pay the fair. I don't know who I am looking for, I just know what Sam told me. There was a homeless man with a cart of sorts, and in the cart was a large plastic Tupperware with a lid on it. Inside that Tupperware were four puppies. My phone was in my pocket on speaker, I had called James before stepping on the bus so he could listen in and, if anything went wrong, could step in to help. I look around to get my bearings, "HEY, don't bump into me," a man grumbles at me. "Sorry," I respond unsure of my surroundings.
Then I see him. A young man with a motorized cart, a Tupperware container - which jostles from small creatures moving inside. He's thin, in second hand clothes with brown mopish hair. I say, "Hi," to him and strike up a conversation. His thick southern accent is friendly and reserved. After a few minutes of small talk, I bring up what I do for a living and suggest we get off the bus to discuss how I can help his puppies. The bus stops and I help him make his way off.
By the time he and I hit the street James has already pulled over a short distance away; I asked him to keep his distance until I needed him. Arnold sits in the passenger seat intently monitoring his Mom's progress. A giant man and a giant Pitbull/Dane have my back. After no small amount of convincing and the cash in my pocket, he finally agrees to give me three of the puppies, but the last is already promised to someone. I asked him to contact me if he needed anything for the fourth. Now, I had no desire to leave any of them, but I agreed...as a starting point. James hopped out of the car and helped me into the car with them and before anyone can change their mind we drive away.
We pull into the parking lot of a local grocery store and Sam's car quickly appears beside us. Grabbing the three babies, that Arnold was skeptical about (he likes being the baby), I stepped out of the car. Sam sets up a small area in her back seat for them.
James headed back to find the guy armed with a little more cash (from Sam) and his convincing 6ft 6in stature. This is for all the marbles, the last of the puppies. Luckily the young man hadn't moved far. James pulled up, hopped out and made his case. "You aren't sure your friend is going to take this puppy, tell you what, you give your friend some of the money I'm paying you - then he can pay the fee to rescue another dog from the shelter. Two dogs get saved." And to this argument no rebuttal was given, he relents. The puppy (who was FAR too small and not moving much) was handed over and settled in with James holding him, so tiny in the hands of a giant.
This was our action movie rescue. It is sort of ridiculous that it worked out. The young man could have said no, we could have given up, the bus driver could not have stopped, and this list goes on. These are all the "what ifs" that haunt our lives. I can't say how he got the puppies, I can't say if he really did have a home for Luke, our littlest angel. I can't say what would have happened if one aspect of this stranger than fiction rescue didn't work... that's all speculation.
What I can say is this rescue happened because Sam made a phone call. Because my husband didn't hesitate when I asked for his help. Because the bus driver believed a crazy woman in overalls at midnight. It's because we gave it a try, four puppies now have a good shot at a great life in this world.
And this should serve as an example to all those out there that say the pet overpopulation and shelter system is broken and it can't be fixed. This problem will never end...so why bother with funding and aid?
If we do nothing, that is all true. If we do nothing. But, if we do everything we can, who can say what possibilities lie hidden in the fabric of fate? There was a time when the world was flat, when space was unreachable and when women were not allowed to vote.
One day perhaps we will include shelter death and pet overpopulation among the things that WERE, and enduring hope among the things that ARE.
Thank you to WagAware for donating to these pups rescue. And thank you in advance to so many villagers who might donate even a few dollars to help us care for this little family. We need all the help we can get.
To meet our action movie rescue pups, please check out their photos on Flickr. And share this story far and wide.
xo
Annie
Donate Here:
Photos Here:
WagAware Here
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and I welcome your comments
and constructive criticism.
Bo Tidwell
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Our Mission
To Make The Earth Greener,
Your Job Easier, &
Your Business More Profitable
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