February 11, 2026 Johann Jacob Paul Moldenhawer, Benjamin Franklin Bush, Vita Sackville-West, Plant Lore and Legend by Ruth Binney, and the State Botanical Club

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Today’s Show Notes

In this month of love, let me just say this: there are many ways to love a garden — as many ways as there are gardeners.

Today, we’re celebrating a few people who rose to the top as devoted lovers of the natural world — through their methods, their insight, and their sheer persistence.

Let’s dig in.

Today’s Garden History

1766 Johann Jacob Paul Moldenhawer was born.

Like so many botanists of his era, he began in theology. But it was the natural world that earned his devotion.

Moldenhawer is remembered less for ornamental gardens and more for the invisible architecture inside plants — the parts you don’t notice until you’re curious enough to look closely.

If you’ve ever taken a plant physiology class, you may have heard of him. Otherwise, probably not.

Moldenhawer became one of the founders of modern plant anatomy, working at the microscope with a kind of stubborn patience.

He developed ways to separate plant tissues so he could see them clearly — to isolate cells and vessels, to understand how the plant was built.

For someone working in the late 1700s, this was slow, complicated, tedious work — the kind that asks for faith.

He helped identify the idea of the vascular bundle — those organized pathways of transport inside a stem — and helped distinguish a plant’s conducting tissues from the softer cellular mass around them.

It’s hard to overstate what that meant. Because once you can see structure, you can begin to understand growth.

Every time a gardener thinks about the care and feeding of a plant — a tree, a perennial, even a lawn — there’s a little echo of Moldenhawer in that thinking, just at a more practical level.

In 1792, Moldenhawer’s work shifted from the microscopic to the everyday.

At the University of Kiel, he was hired as a professor of botany and fruit-tree cultivation — the kind of post where he could inspire students and bring science back into the orchard.

He was fascinated by how woody plants thicken, how trunks add their rings, how growth becomes harvest.

We talk about fruit trees as if they’re simple. A little pruning. A little patience.

But behind every apple and pear is a quiet miracle of structure — wood laid down season by season, a tree building itself one thin layer at a time.

And fruiting, if you stare at it long enough, is miraculous.

Moldenhawer spent his life looking at that miracle up close.

February feels like that, too — a month that can seem small and unimportant until you remember what’s happening deep down in nature.

1935 The Ogden Standard-Examiner ran an article featuring Benjamin Franklin Bush.

His friends called him Frank.

Here was a botanist who did not look the part. To most people, he was the shirt-sleeved owner of a little general store outside Kansas City.

But to botanical experts in the United States and Europe, he was one of the nation’s top field botanists — consulted by major institutions, corresponding with academics and specialists, and contributing to serious reference works.

Frank spent decades learning the flora of Jackson County, Missouri, walking prairies, woods, glades, and river edges, building knowledge the slow way — by showing up.

There was virtually no corner of the natural world he hadn’t studied up close — birds, snakes, weeds, the overlooked and the ordinary.

To Frank, it was all part of one whole. And he loved the puzzle of it.

Frank died on Valentine’s Day in 1937, which feels fitting for someone who gave his life to knowing one place so thoroughly that, through him, it became one of the best-known botanical regions in the country.

Unearthed Words

In today’s Unearthed Words, we hear an excerpt from Vita Sackville-West, from her diary entry for this day in 1951, captured in her book In Your Garden.

Vita is unmistakably herself here — brisk, practical, faintly scolding, and then suddenly amused at her own limits.

She wanted beauty. But she wanted it to be achievable. And she craved natural beauty allowed to be itself.

Not decoration. Not prettiness. Not display.

Beauty happens when we stop thwarting what plants are trying to do.

She isn’t opposed to design. She isn’t opposed to effort. She’s opposed to violence disguised as improvement — the mop-on-a-stick tree, the hacked shrub, the plant forced into a shape that contradicts its nature.

Vita’s kind of beauty is trained, not tortured. Guided, not suppressed. Intentional, but not domineering.

That’s why espalier delights her. It’s not control — it’s collaboration.

And that moment of self-interruption — “Have I made myself clear? No, I don’t think I have.” — is part of her charm.

She seems most alive on the page when she’s trying to solve a garden problem — and inviting everyone else to solve it with her.

Book Recommendation

Plant Lore and Legend by Ruth Binney

This is a small, giftable book — the kind that’s easy to keep by a chair and pick up for a few pages at a time.

It gathers the old stories that cling to plants: myths, customs, remedies, symbols, superstitions.

It doesn’t ask us to believe every tale. But it does ask us to remember that long before plant charts and databases, people made sense of the natural world through story.

February is a good month for that kind of reading — when the garden is quiet, and imagination wanders through old calendars and hedgerows.

Plant lore grounds us. And in a world of constant acceleration, that kind of grounding matters.

Botanic Spark

And finally, here's something sweet to ignite the little botanic spark in your heart.

1896 The Burlington Free Press reported on the Winter Meeting of the State Botanical Club at the College Museum.

There’s something enduringly funny about that complaint — as if the Latin were a locked door.

But maybe the charm has always been there — waiting for us to stop worrying about the names and start noticing the plants.

Final Thoughts

As we close today’s show, here’s what today’s stories quietly share.

Understanding the garden doesn’t begin with beauty. It begins with looking — sometimes at what’s hidden, sometimes at what’s ordinary, sometimes at what’s been dismissed.

Moldenhawer looked inside the plant. Frank Bush looked again and again at the same place. Vita looked for solutions that let plants live fully. Plant lore looked backward, so memory wouldn’t be lost. And Rev. Bates looked forward — hoping that botany might be taught with confidence rather than caution.

Different approaches. Same devotion.

The garden asks the same from each of us.

Thanks for listening to The Daily Gardener.
And remember, for a happy, healthy life, garden every day.