Growing Mysteries
I find the garden a pretty humbling experience. It may be especially mysterious to me because I am so conventionally ignorant. This year, anyway, after perhaps four years of trying to grow anemones, we...
Cornish Gardening with an American Accent
I find the garden a pretty humbling experience. It may be especially mysterious to me because I am so conventionally ignorant. This year, anyway, after perhaps four years of trying to grow anemones, we...
As someone who just assumed that scientific names were authoritative and fixed and trustworthy, and — therefore — not very interesting, I am surely one of the readers Carol Kaesuk Yoon was addressing in...
Here’s a passage from the book I’m reading just now. The perfectly formed, little golden flowers soon give way to an equally beautiful, delicate white seed head that when blown upon by wind or...
The expression “family tree,” along with its heritage of wonderful drawings, with names (such as the one used here as an illustration, see below for details.) testifies to at least one fundamental understanding of...
Andrea Wulf is the author of that splendid account of a particularly English obsession with gardening, The Brother Gardeners. She is not English. That matters. In fact, it goes a long way toward accounting for the...
People who don’t know each other very well hardly ever talk about colour. It has an odd reputation for being personal. People say they “like” one colour or another, but after that there’s rarely any...