on the 100th anniversary
of this incredible peony garden
with 270+ varieties
the beauty goes on and on
leaving it impossible to pick a favorite.
“in june as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day.
no man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.”
w.e. upjohn peony garden, nichols arboretum, ann arbor, mi, usa – june 2022
what a wonderful collaboration between the library and local seed organizations
once again showing how important a library is to a community
“inside every seed is the potential for an incredible harvest.”
“that we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone,
that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe.”
anna scripps whitcomb conservatory, belle isle, detroit, michigan
entering the anna scripps whitcomb conservatory
designed by albert kahn and george mason in 1904
on belle isle, in detroit, michigan
you realize what an amazing vision of the world they had
“architecture is not such a knowledge form, but a form of knowledge.”
everything is growing and changing
all in their own time
each in their own way
we watch and care for them
soon they will all be something new.
“and the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anais Nin
imagine my surprise
when coming home
noticing the landscapers
had mulched and manured and cleaned
but in doing so
had removed my garden vision
i’ve been nurturing for a while
a huge mix of wildflower seeds
a naturalized garden
most on the cusp of blooming
it was full and lush and green and tall with stems
so full of potential
the surprise beauty of new flowers
yet to be discovered
i’m sure they just saw weeds
were trying to help me by ‘cleaning it up’
leaving only what they recognized as flowers
i so appreciate all of their work
it’s clear we don’t share the same vision.
“man is the only critter who feels the need to label things as flowers or weeds.”
a new garden begins
in the first spring
spent at my home
first things first
a door is decorated
tiny flowers are planted
shells and stones and treasures and glittery things
leaving room for more to come
the fairies are welcome
to visit and stay at their leisure
i’ll listen very quietly.
- “there is always music amongst the trees in the garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it.”
this one is sure to make a comeback.
yes, most of the leaves have dropped off, but I see a hint of color.
ignore the brown, there is still a flower.
these are a few of the thoughts that cross my mind
as I try to nurture and revive
some of my indoor plants
that have chosen to be
“on a break from thriving right now”
for some reason I will not give up
as long as there is one stick left in a pot
my optimism refuses surrender
and still i wait for my green thumb to appear.
the fact is
that I love to garden
I love flowers, I love plants, I love trees
I am a nurturer by nature
but it is all a trial and error process for me
my middle daughter once stood in the middle of my yard and said,
“if you had everything you ever planted,
we would be standing in a botanical garden right now.”
I really loved that.
what an excellent point.
“gardening is not a rational act.”
shopping in the happy garden section today
gloves, pots, dirt, candles, seeds, fairy lights…
“if you’re doing something new there is always a sense of fear or foreboding,
but you’re in new ground
and you have to get out your machete and cut a new path.”
in honor of national dandelion day
(the bees will be busy celebrating)
“dandelions don’t tell no lies…”
image credit: downtown home and garden