The pedestal of the Statue of Liberty bears lines from the 1883 poem “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus. Among those lines are: “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,…” The same words might be carved in stone over my front porch, but they would apply to plants instead … Read more
“I love your wildflowers,” said the contractor last week, looking over my garden. He was thinking, “this place looks completely wild.” “Thank you,” I said, taking in the same scene. I was thinking with chagrin, “this garden is in the middle of the midsummer uglies.” The problem, of course, is the asters. My front garden, … Read more
It is certainly possible to have too much of a good thing. My relationship with carrot cake comes immediately to mind. Right now I am in the same situation with the bearded iris, sometimes known as Iris x germanica, in my garden. Many years ago, when my current garden was just getting off the ground, … Read more
When many people see or hear the word “cerveza”, they think of a cold bottle of beer, as in “cerveza fria”. Since it is now high summer, some people think of that a lot—in Spanish or in English. When I think of “cerveza”, I summon a picture of my back garden, where a healthy ‘Cerveza … Read more
The last few years I have been quite taken by plants that feature black—or actually near-black—foliage. The rest of the gardening world seems to share that fascination, as the number of black-leafed perennials and shrubs has grown by leaps and bounds. Without too much effort you can now buy “Bishop’s Children” dahlias, the offspring of … Read more
