Jackson Heights bloomed last night with Queens’ Gardening Fair, rooting NYC’s spring at a 37th Avenue lot. Grower Mia Chen sold seedlings as 300 shopped, a $5 ticket fest of green. It’s borough soil—pure Queens vibe, pots hot. A kid nabbed a basil; a pro bagged a fern. ‘Queens grows—this is it,’ Chen says, watering trays. The stalls turned nursery.
The fair’s fresh—March 26’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing rows by noon. Chen’s a Corona tiller; last night’s crowd hit max—dirt flew. A latecomer nabbed a pot; tips buzzed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—green ruled. #QueensGardenFair trended; Brooklyn wants a leaf.
Some griped—’Too muddy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging slop. Wind tipped—pots held; growth rolled. A rival’s pitching a Flushing fair, splitting soil. Still, 400 stayed—plants reigned. Jackson Heights’s never bloomed so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a swap if spring bites. ‘NYC’s earth—this sows it,’ she says, packing tools. The fair’s a Queens win—grit meets green. It’s a garden rush; catch the next. Bring a trowel—buds call.