Jackson Heights bloomed last night with Queens’ Gardening Night, rooting NYC’s spring at a 37th Avenue hall. Grower Mia Chen taught pots as 150 listened, a $10 ticket dive into soil. It’s borough green—pure Queens vibe, dirt hot. A kid asked about ferns; a pro jotted tips. ‘Queens grows—this is it,’ Chen says, watering trays. The room turned nursery.
The night’s fresh—March 26’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing seats by 7 p.m. Chen’s a Corona tiller; last night’s crowd hit max—leaves rustled. A latecomer nabbed a spot; Q&A buzzed—NYC grit glowed. Rooftops teased—green ruled. #QueensGarden trended; Brooklyn wants a seed.
Some griped—’Too earthy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging mud. Lights dimmed—fixed quick; growth held. A rival’s pitching a Flushing plot, splitting pots. Still, 200 stayed—plants reigned. Jackson Heights’s never bloomed so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a planting if spring bites. ‘NYC’s land—this feeds it,’ she says, packing tools. The night’s a Queens win—grit meets green. It’s a garden rush; join the next. Bring a trowel—roots call.