In a large garden like this one, the wonderment of spring is exhorted with displays en masse. The goal has always been to create a fascination with manifestations that immerse the landscape in color; utilizing everything from the brilliant palette of daffodils and tulips to mass waves of bloom from magnolias, flowering crabs, and other flowering trees. No other season can thrill in quite the same way as spring and it would be easy to focus all of one's attention on these huge sweeps of color…
Somewhere beneath these glories of spring however, there are 'moments' that could easily be missed if one wasn't looking for them. Spots and touches of form, color, and texture that are brilliant in their reservation… memorials to the delicacy of the plant world as we pause to breathe them in, fleeting as they are…
These become the embodiment of what 'mature' gardening is about… these gentle flourishes punctuating the landscape. No garden can fully live up to its potential when they are ignored.
These are the moments of spring; many, but not all, ephemeral in nature. As diminutive as some of them may be, they reference the depth of the gardening that goes on within the boundaries of one's personal gardening space. These are the plants that somehow connect us with the age old process of gardening. These moments may revolve around species or hybrids… either way, the connection remains, linking us to our roots in the process that is the cultivation of things that grow from the soil. Above all, they are quiet moments, whether a clump of trilliums, or tree full of blossoms of the subtlest hue, that enrich our lives and bring us to appreciate the gift of life.
Take care, Larry
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