April 2007 - In the Wild Places
It was an unusual time to be thinking about
work, but there I was on a late-August morning, and Peak’s
Island off the coast of Maine was in glorious summer form.
Small enough to walk around in an hour or so, the island
is filled with delightful, charming summer cottages – not
a “McMansion” in sight.
In the early light, my thoughts had been
silenced as I savored the beauty of the coastal wetlands
and meadows filled with wildflowers, grasses and sedge.
I was totally absorbed by the surf, salt air, rocks and
ocean, but then the wildflowers along the road – plants
we might call “weeds” if they popped up in our city or suburban
gardens – began demanding my attention.
It wasn’t long before I was back in working
mode and found myself thinking about the relationship between
the manicured, wellkept gardens of cities and suburbs and
the wilderness that surrounds them and seems constantly
to be trying to overwhelm their orderliness with its relative
chaos.
Fully into the process, I was hard at
work thinking about the balances between kept and unkept
– and everywhere I turned I saw borders and boundaries and
margins where a distinctive tension between tame and wild
was working itself out. ... (read
the full column)
November-December 2006 - Vertical Gardening
Inspiration, – literally, the breath of
an idea – can come from any number of sources.
While studying the work of 20th century
designer Beatrix Farrand at Dumbarton Oaks in Washington,
D.C., for example, I spotted the planting combinationof
climbing pillar rose and Wisteria and thought her brilliant
for having coverd the woody Wisteria stems with rose flowers
and foliage in that way.
Whether you pick these things up through
classes, books or garden visits, studying the work of the
masters yields many such gems, as does reviewing the cutting-edge
gardens of today.
In my travels lately, I've been paying
particular attention to the ways in which ornamental vines,
both perennial and annual, have been used to add texture,
berries, flowers, fragrance and sometimes fruit to garden
structures ranging from arbors, pergolas and tunnels to
bowers, trellises and lattice panels. Whether they serve
as walls of outdoor rooms, as shady places of refuge or
simply as inviting entry walks or doorways, the visual power
of these structures is undeniable.... (read
the full column)
September 2006 - Texture's Magic
As is true of many things we savor in our
lives, our perception of texture is filled with subtlety
and nuance. This is particularly true in gardens, where
space, form, color and texture dance together to create
our experience of a living entity and, for designers
and installers, of the envisioned entity as well:
We start by defining the entity’s function and style – make
it an outdoor room, a neoclassical knot garden or a meditative
space – then layer hardscape and plant materials to engage
the five senses one by one or all at once.
Texture plays a large role in creating
this sensory engagement: It’s the lure that invites observers
to pause and linger, to breathe deep and compose themselves
within the environment. In that sense, texture is the twin
of form and the companion to color in the triad of basic
garden relationships.
Texture also involves an artful tuning
– a delicate weighting of diversity and unity to create
the energy or enchantment a garden can enable. With too
much texture comes chaos; with too little, boredom. When
balanced properly, however, texture creates diversity and,
repeated effectively, becomes a unifying factor ... (read
the full column)
July 2006 - Our Daily Tread
Beauty enhances our lives by changing our
perceptions, and what we do as landscape professionals plays
an important part in setting that perceptual stage. As the
mystic poet Rumi wrote in the 13th Century, “Beauty surrounds
us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know
it.”
The steps we take in moving to and from
our homes are important in that context, both for us and
for our clients: These daily treads affect our perception
of the world and influence our moods. While we can’t always
change the part of the journey that continues beyond the
garden gate, we can do much to shape the sense of welcome,
beauty and ease by designing household gardens that are
beautiful places.
When done well, these spaces thoughtfully
integrate car and foot traffic, hardscape, plantings and
sensory stimulation. In too many cases, however, these spaces
are not done well and are neither beautiful nor engaging
– this despite the fact that there are countless ways to
create beautiful, functional and welcoming gardens around
homes ... (read the
full column)
May 2006 - The 'ahhh' Factor
The man considered by many to be the father
of American landscape architecture often referred to himself
as a “garden maker,” a self-description by Fletcher Steele
that influenced me greatly when I first saw it in a book
about him in 1990.
When I think of the word “making” on its
own, I see images of human hands crafting cherished artifacts
or offerings, while the word “garden” conjures a host of
images from Eden to Shangri- La. Taken together, however,
the words evoke even more powerful images of the deliberate
shaping of places of great beauty and serene repose – an
apt definition for any landscape professional.
When I borrowed those two words as the
title for this column in LandShapes, they seemed
to me to define an ambition to master garden making at a
level that rises to our best potential for creativity and
speaks to our capacity to meet or surpass our clients’ desires
and expectations ... (read
the full column)
Garden Notes - an occasional column
January 2006 - Entry Garden Moments
I 've always enjoyed perennials' stems
and pods for their winter form, better than bare ground
in my view. I like the way they look mounded with snow,
outlined with frost, or dripping with icicles. However,
recently I discovered another aspect. With much delight
my daughter and I watched a flock of small birds "play"
in the perennial garden. They were hopping from stem to
seed pod to ground and back. Some lingered on the ground,
eating seed scattered from the pods on the snow covered
ground. We couldn't tell exactly what the party was about
from our window view. But we shared a few minutes of astonishment
and simple joy beholding frolicking birds.
That's how I like gardens to be-- places
to behold a series of delightful moments. Observing birds,
watching a butterfly land and flutter away, discovering
an emerging stem from the ground, a leaf or flower coming
into bloom, or enjoying the contrast of textures and colors
--leaves against leaves, foliage against bark or stone
... (read the full column)
April 23, 2005 - The Colors of Spring
-- One Note at a Time
My gardens parade of early spring
flowers has engaged my sense of wonder. Weeks ago a
twinkle of color peeking from the garden soil and twiggy
perennial mounds still on winter holiday caught my attention.
Snow drops appearing midst The winter
bronze foliage of euonymus and the round leaves European
ginger (asarum europaeum) still plastered on the ground.
It seemed to stay that way for a while,
just the one lone note, a mere whisper of events to
come. Tiny yellow species crocus bloomed in a long sinuous
drift in the street garden. In the shadier dooryard
garden, snowdrops (galanthus nivalis) literally coming
up at snowdrift edges the moment the mound receded was
enough to shout, look at this everyone! Arent
they beautiful? Then, as if overnight, where there was
one snowdrop there appeared 10 or 15lovely masses
repeating throughout my front entry garden. So joyful!
Their appearance was my assurance that spring had finally
come to my corner of New England ... (read
the full column)
February 15, 2005 - Winter Musings
I love watching the snow retreat. A
hollowed stone bird bath, a green metal bench, and a
series of low round containers emerge into view in the
front garden. I’ve been enjoying the broadleaf evergreen
branches of rhododendron, leucothoe, conifer pinus strobus,
and red ilex verticillata berries container arrangements
all winter above the snow bank. (I realize that the
heavy snow cover has not been with us the entire winter—it
just feels like it.) The winter composition of branches
is visible from my living room windows. Small birds
(chickadee, white breasted nuthatch, even the larger
cardinal, blue jay, or mockingbird) land on them momentarily
while waiting their turn in the flight pattern to the
bird feeder nearby. I await the robins that ate the
berries last February or March to return to do the same.
Watching them can entertain me for quite some time.
I find it a peaceful and reviving interlude within my
busy life ... (read the full
column)
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