Maple By Any Other Name

I have had a crush on abutilon or “parlor maple” plants for the longest time.  It might be because I love their hollyhock-like flowers.  Or perhaps it is because I live in a Victorian house and the room that I refer to as the” living room” would once have been called “the parlor”.  It stands … Read more

Nothing Should be Noticed

Several years ago, I read and wrote about Meryl Gordon’s literate and comprehensive biography of Rachel Lambert “Bunny” Mellon, garden designer, tastemaker and socialite, who died in 2007.  Bunny Mellon: The Life of an American Style Legend took Bunny through a long and eventful life that included the accomplishment for which she is most often … Read more

Summer Triage

In my part of the world we have not had substantial, soaking rain for nearly a week.  It is now officially high summer, with the kind of pervasive hot weather that makes and lawns and gardens extra thirsty.  Those fortunate pieces of earth watered by in-ground irrigation systems are much less parched, but even they … Read more

Ode to a Garden Fork

Nineteenth century poets, like John Keats, were fond of odes.  Keats is particularly famous for a relatively short one extolling the beauty of a Grecian urn, and a longer one about a nightingale.  If only he had lived long enough to be introduced to the sturdy garden fork that hangs in silence on my garage … Read more

Tangled Up in Bluebells

When it comes time for a spring break, many people head far south to places like Florida.  Last week I headed south too, but only as far as the Brandywine Valley, a place where northeastern Pennsylvania melts into Delaware.  The Brandywine was the site of a famous Revolutionary War battle and gained additional fame in … Read more