Is The Customer Always Right?

Some weeks ago, Bloomingdales announced that they were taking a hard line on the return of their clothing. Because some folk tend to wear the clothes and then return for a refund, the store has decided to attach a device to the garments that would preclude that possibility. Any returned merchandise must have the device intact and attached. The measure should curb an $ 8.8 billion fraud bill! This is a sad commentary on the moral standards of a section of our society.

To make matters worse, the wrong doing is not restricted to clothing. Plant nurseries are confronted with a similar dilemma. People return plants for a variety of reasons. The plants are kept for some days and then brought back because “they are not looking good”/ “ I changed my mind”/ “my spouse does not like these”/ “ I found a color I liked better at another place” and so on. How the plants were cared for in the interim is uncertain. Were they watered, given sun/shade, kept healthy, are factors not determined. Flowering plants have on occasion, been used for an outdoor event and then returned because “it didn’t work out”. This last one is exactly the same as the Bloomingdales problem. To use plants to “stage” a property for a showing and then return them is not unheard of.

People come a year after purchasing a plant wanting their money back because the item did not survive the winter. No mention of the possibility that perhaps they themselves could have done something wrong. Wrong plant for the site. Wrong conditions. And some times sheer bad luck from a nasty winter which knocked off plants all over the region.

There is of course, the possibility that the plant purchased might have been sick or diseased. But for the most part, that would have been made visible quite early. On the chance that this was not the case, the nursery would have eventually been notified by other buyers or the growers themselves when the problem surfaced. In which case, refunds would be appropriate. However, this is not the usual situation. Most times, people want to blame the nursery for all horticultural failures.

Some nurseries offer a limited warranty. It probably helps in customer relations. But what is the responsibility of the buyer? Do we not have to act in good faith? How do we dare demand good service, excellent quality and fair prices if we don’t do our part in adhering to the honor system?

Plants are living creatures and by that very nature, there are simply too many variables in play. Reputable nurseries do their best to offer the best. The customer then must do his/her best as well. Do the research, choose wisely, plant correctly, care for the plants diligently. Don’t abuse the system. If the plant was mislabeled or the flowers turn out to be a far cry from the desired color, then by all means ask for a replacement but lets not make others pay for one’s own mistakes or failings.

I know of no nursery tycoon. This is not the business that generates wealth. Nurserymen take on this work because they love it. Typically, nurseries also provide knowledgeable staff from whom one can learn a great deal. When a customer demands their money back and succeeds, it is mostly because the nursery has little choice. They cannot prove where the fault lies and so they swallow the cost. Returned plants are hardly ever in a state of robust health – hence the resale of such items is low.
The Bloomingdales black tag cannot be used here. Instead, everybody will have to pay the price for the bad behavior of a small population.The cumulative effect of such a practice is far reaching.It hurts the growers, the nurseries, the customers. Prices will go up, selections will be smaller and less varied, and in the long term, there will be fewer people dedicated to the promotion of quality, interesting plants.

On my part, I’m fully aware of how often I have made mistakes by making wrong purchases or stubbornly planting in inappropriate places or delaying the planting for too long. Worse, I’m guilty of neglecting to give the required care. I take full ownership and there is no blame to pass on. On the occasion, when an order of bulbs bloomed to exhibit the color or type that had not been selected, the supplier has graciously given a refund or credit. The same for plants that were incorrectly advertised. In general though, the fault is mine. I do recall that once, although a batch of tulips was the wrong color, it actually looked spectacular. When visitors congratulated me for my keen selection, I took full credit.

Recently, at my local nursery, I heard a neighbor demand a refund for a shrub that had died. It had cost about $ 20.00, was purchased a year ago which included a harsh winter and a summer with little rain, been moved three times in the garden and had some construction work done very close to it. Really? Is this what we have come to? I’m still cringing.

A batch of freshly delivered bulbs

A batch of freshly delivered bulbs


New purchases await

New purchases await


At the nursery

At the nursery


(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Go With The Flow

“It is not the strongest or the most intelligent who will survive but those who can best manage change.”
― Charles Darwin

Are you at the point where you feel you need to downscale your garden? Things can get overwhelming for so many different reasons. Gardens created when one was young and healthy can be daunting as the now older knees and back only bend or straighten when accompanied by groans or the energy level needs regular topping off with a nap. Personal life changes, work responsibilities, new passions can all prevent a gardener from getting to the garden consistently. You don’t want to stop gardening but you need to do less right? You love to tend to the garden but wish you could scale down the work – I know exactly how that feels. If only the garden could look fabulous without all the work …

Smile, breathe deeply and go slowly – Thich Nhat Hanh.
In other words, do not fret. A garden should not be a cause for anxiety. That would entirely defeat the purpose wouldn’t it? It is very easy to focus on how much there is to do. With a little planning, organizing and rethinking, you can have that beloved garden and still tackle your life. Create a garden that evolves with you.In my case, a garden is imperative so, whatever is going on elsewhere, I know to adapt the garden to that status.This,after all, is my sanctuary – where I come to restore balance in my heart.

Lets examine those elements that take up too much time/effort and get practical. The first to come to mind is that ubiquitous green expanse – the lawn. That single feature consumes vast amounts of time, energy, products and money solely to look golf course beautiful. Such a waste. I’m not suggesting getting rid of it all together because some lawn is good. Just so long as there is enough to picnic, play a game (croquet not badminton) or for the sheer joy of having grass caress your bare feet. More is not needed. Reduce the lawn area by adding new trees, shrubs, flower beds and hardscaping. I converted the lawn in the back garden into a ‘meadow’. It gets mowed just twice a year. Next, stop desiring a lawn that does not include clover, the occasional dandelion, viola or runaway snowdrop. The plants we see as lawn weeds support very important wildlife. Raise the mower blade to keep the grass at about four inches. What hopes of lawn stripes and pristine grass you give up, will be replaced with more time to do other interesting things.

Shrubs and trees require minimal maintenance. In turn, they provide terrific focal points, create shady resting spots, food and shelter for birds, butterflies, bees and other good bugs, offer privacy and, year-round structure. So, plant more!

Between good mulch and ground covers, weeding becomes a task easily addressed. Spending just fifteen minutes to a half hour on an almost daily basis, will be sufficient to keep the garden looking smart. Plus, those minutes spent pulling weeds is an excellent opportunity to mentally sort out gnawing problems, decompress after a tough day, calm an overwrought mind or plan your next creative endeavor. This easy, repetitive effort is quite meditative. Multi-tasking that actually works!

In the flower borders, adopt a policy of ‘right plant in the right place’. Avoid all others however tempting. Raised beds make it convenient for those with back or knee problems. Fussing, frustration and fuming will become a thing of the past.

Vegetable gardens require a fair amount of time and work. Grow only what you know you and your family enjoy and can consume. If this too is hard to cope with, give yourself permission to do away with the potager. It is okay. No one important will think less of you. Instead, join a Consumer Supported Association and pick up a weekly share of fresh, organic, local produce. Not only will you continue eating healthy but, your local farm community will be appreciative of your support. Go on-line and find the CSA that serves your area.

Finally, banish old beliefs of slaving in the garden. Promise yourself that you will enjoy it without guilt. Sometimes the grass may be a little long, other times the plants may be in need of deadheading. It is all right. Ignore the random weed and settle in to enjoy your piece of paradise. The pleasure is all yours.

My meadow in May. Camassias abound.

My meadow in May. Camassias abound.


Close up of the meadow

Close up of the meadow


Creeping Jenny covers the ground in the side path. Pretty and functional.

Creeping Jenny covers the ground in the side path. Pretty and functional.


Raised beds in a potager

Raised beds in a potager


Raised bed
Flower beds at different levels

Flower beds at different levels


(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Beyond The Season

When Does Fall …

When does fall
feel like fall?
When does one stop
to enjoy the ball?

Swirling confetti
Brilliant fireworks
Who pauses to see
the season’s perks?

Rushing to clean up
erasing the summer
Readying for winter
planning next year

What would happen
if we could just stay
amidst the leaf piles
in endless play?

The arrival of the holidays invariably catches me somewhat unprepared and taken aback. There is so much going on in the autumn that the thought of decorating, getting presents, planning meals and so on gets overwhelming. So the fall back ( no pun intended) is to keep it low key. That would be fine except, too often, I still fail to meet my own expectations. It is not as though I’m setting the bar too high – my plans are simple but even simple needs forethought. This year, I aim to do better.

Whilst going about the required chores in the fall garden, I’m preparing for the holidays as well.
In collecting seeds from plants, I make packets of them to give as gifts. The seeds go into pretty envelopes that are clearly labeled with all the relevant information. Additionally, I’ll attach a photo of the plant and mention good companion plants. Vegetable seeds will be accompanied with a favorite recipe.

With boxwood blight looming large, one must start considering planting alternatives. So when I purchase shrub honeysuckle or euonymus to experiment in my garden, I pick up some extras to give to a friend who is worried about her boxwoods. Lavender and catmint are other options – I’ll root cuttings from my garden and extras from those that thrive will also be presented to fellow gardeners.

Pruning is a chore that turns up some good staking material. A bundle of sturdy, natural stakes will always be much appreciated by any gardener.

The harvest of fruits, vegetables and herbs results in jams, jellies, sauces, chutneys, pickles, cordials and liqueurs. Who wouldn’t want to receive some of these? Additionally, herein are very handy staples for a soirée. Combine with crudités, artisanal cheeses, dried fruits, nuts, crackers and bread and voila! A cocktail party is in progress.

Redoing or reworking a part of the garden at this time is something to give myself and/or the spouse. Be it relaying the stones on the terrace, replanting a bed or repainting all the lawn furniture, getting it done now will give some immediate peace of mind and when spring arrives, I’ll be all set to enjoy the ‘gift’.

In that same vein, it is prudent to get the trees on the property checked out by an expert. Deal with the dead or diseased limbs/trees. Likewise, take care of trees that are at risk or pose a threat in case of storms. This single factor could save the huge expense and heartache of addressing possible damage. Its a gift one gives to oneself and loved ones. Except of course, some loved ones won’t know to value it!

During the process of clean up, I collect fallen nests, feathers, colorful leaves, berries on branches, pine cones and acorns, seed pods, vines, flowers such as hydrangea that keep their form when dry, evergreens and other interesting natural material. These are all that I will need to decorate the house for Thanksgiving and even Christmas. Simple and natural. And compostable!

Hundreds of bulbs will soon be planted in the garden. Some of them go into the refrigerator to be forced in the dead of winter. A forced hyacinth or crocus will be certain to banish the winter blues from the hearts of a few cherished friends.

Finally, a gift to Nature. A general clean up and tidying is good but I leave as is an area not easily observed. Messy and overgrown. This will provide a habitat for wildlife. shelter during winter storms as well as a breeding spot in spring. Birds, toads and numerous insects that are useful will be very grateful.

There you have it. I’m already calmer. Are you?

Milkweed seedpod

Milkweed seedpod

 

Rose hips to bring indoors

Rose hips to bring indoors

 

Pine cones for decorating

Pine cones for decorating

 

Grapevine prunings and dried hydrangea adorn an autumn table

Grapevine prunings and dried hydrangea adorn an autumn table

 

Someone who needs protection in winter

Someone who needs protection in winter

 

After a storm

After a storm

 

More storm damage

More storm damage

 

Some of the bulbs to plant

Some of the bulbs to plant

 

Forced hyacinth

Forced hyacinth

 

Lavender 'wand' to scent rooms and closets

Lavender ‘wands’ to scent rooms and closets

(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Seeing The Forest For The Trees

Autumn is almost a pre-spring sort of season. A great deal of what we do in the garden at this time of year is in preparation for spring. We clean up to make space for plants. We put in plants aplenty so they will get a head start. Bulbs are dug in in vast quantity with visions of a riotous printemps. There is a certain anticipatory excitement in the air.
This is a very good time to plant trees. Too often, one gets so caught up in planting for ‘color’ that, the focus is on flowering plants and shrubs but seldom are trees the priority. I think it is clear that we are all aware of the environmental and ecological benefits of growing trees and yet, there is hesitation to commit to the task. For all the expenses one incurs in the garden, one could do much worse than going wrong on a tree. Since most of us start with fairly young trees, the cost of the tree and effort to plant it are not enormous. So should you think the choice of tree was a mistake or it fails to thrive, the matter can be easily remedied. However, removing a mature tree can be prohibitive – it behooves one to take the matter of tree planting seriously right from the get go.
We are connected to trees by our breath. The oxygen I need is put out by trees and in turn, the carbon dioxide the tree requires is what I exhale. We are each other’s life force. It is that simple. No further reason is required to show why one ought to plant more trees.
With that in mind, let us consider how to choose the right tree for the right space. First and foremost, decide if you would like a native tree which will support our native fauna or if you are more keen on something exotic and atypical. If you are going for the latter, just try to ensure that there are already several native trees in place or else, you will be creating an environment that plays host to pests with no natural predators around. Fruit trees are a good compromise! It goes without saying that your choice of tree must be hardy in your region.
Height of the tree is perhaps one of the biggest traits to consider if it is not to outgrow the space. Labels do not always give accurate indications. Do your research and speak to experts prior to purchase.
The canopy spread is next. How wide the tree grows will again be a space issue. Consider buildings, other trees, power lines, gutters that could get clogged when leaves drop etc.,. This might not seem a problem when first planted but as the tree grows …. The corollary to this is choose a tree that can spread nicely in an open space. Too small is equally inappropriate.
Walls and buildings should not be too proximal to trees as their root system could cause structural damage. Keep in mind that roots spread as the tree ages.
Shape or form of a tree is the next factor. Upright or fastigate trees do well in smaller spaces but if shade is desired, go for round or v-shaped ones.
Trees can also be trained as pleaches and espaliers which provide visual interest and function as fences or screens. Espaliers are excellent for growing several trees in a restricted area. Trees for such purposes must be selected appropriately. Again, for choice and technique, do your homework.
Further selection is made depending on one wanting an evergreen or deciduous tree. The former provide a constant visual and is effective for maintaining privacy. The latter changes through the seasons and loses it’s leaves in winter when the bare branches lend graphic interest.
Trees vary in growth rate. In your mind’s eye you might see a full grown oak but it’ll be a while before that sapling gets there. Often, fast growers have shallow roots and are vulnerable to being uprooted in fierce storms. As trees grow, other areas of the garden will be affected by the shade they create. If a sun loving flower bed is in the vicinity, a few years from now, it might struggle to thrive.
Do you know your soil type? Some trees will do well only in the right soil. Water drainage, pH, sandy, clay or chalky are things to take into account.
How much light and water a tree requires are important. Choose and position accordingly.
Neighboring properties are also affected by the trees you plant. While your choice might be ideal for you, it could create problems for the neighbor. Be considerate. It is much more important to get along.
Learn about how specific trees are maintained. Pruning, watering and fertilizing vary.
Finally, think about how the tree will look all through the seasons. Include traits such as flowers, interesting bark patterns, foliage and fruit as you make your selection. Reflect on why you want to plant a tree – for the environment, to create shade, as a focal point, to reduce lawn space, prevent soil erosion, for privacy. Understanding your intention will help considerably in making a wise choice.
As I’ve said in the past, tree planting is a very vital part of stewardship for the land. We must do right for and by future generations. You may not be around when the oaks reach great heights but your effort will be much appreciated by your children’s children. Pay it forward.

Note: A visit to a botanical garden is an excellent place to see and learn about trees. Do go!

Tree LuluTree NYBG 1
Tree NYBG 2

Young 'Belgium fence' espalier

Young ‘Belgium fence’ espalier


Cedar
Tree NYBG 3
Tree Giverny
(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

This Annual Dusk

This Annual Dusk

Amidst cold flames
licking crisp, blue skies
Tawny hues flickering
amongst the bronze
I stand separate
observing and alone.

Mesmerized by the bees
They urgently siphon
every last drop
from the cellars of asters
I remain rooted.

I should follow
their example, get busy
but I cannot
my spirit is unwilling
All around
bustle the squirrels
and retreating birds
All are busy but not I.

With the fading
of the garden
goes my desire
to seize the moment
To pick up summer’s debris
make ready for approaching winter
invest soundly in next spring
This season that serves
all others.

As weary as I am
of dog days
I’m loathe to let them go
I cannot prepare
for frosty nights
I shrink from the cold fingers
that wait to grasp
this piece of my heart
and keep it suspended
in time.

I wrote those lines exactly two years ago. It is so hard to ignore the shortening days. I know I’m not alone in feeling this way. However, I’ve begun practicing what I call “seasonal mindfulness”. With or without my consent, the turning of seasons is inevitable. So, I told myself to take my cues from my favorite teacher – my garden. It performs exactly as it ought no matter what comes its way. Resilient, adaptable, stoic and practical, nature makes each change a celebration. Every happening is an opportunity for new growth.

As I settle on a bench, I’m acutely aware of the russet hued leaves swirling around till coming to a rest at my feet. Squirrels ignore me as they charge past preparing for leaner times. No doubt I will find some of their treasures when I get around to emptying the large pots later in the month. The sedums are covered in bees these days. So focused are they that some forget to return to their hives on time; they spend the cool nights motionless on the flowers till the morning sun warms them up. Overhead, I watch flights of birds journeying their way south. Those are the wise ones who know to leave before it gets too late. None of these busy souls are lamenting the passing of summer. They are simply in the moment. I see that if I want to be mindfully present, I need to show up.

Life all around me has accepted the change. I follow suit. I inhale deeply – the air is edged lightly with crispy, cold crystals. I’m ready to join the autumnal do si do with my fellow creatures of the garden. I acknowledge the end of summer as I cut back plants, clean out beds and rake fallen leaves. As I work, I review the garden – did I accomplish what I wanted to do, was I true to my principals, could I do something differently? I get ready for winter ahead with the picking of apples from the espaliered trees yet to shed their foliage, drying bunches of herbs for stomach warming stews, canning the last of the tomatoes, freezing batches of basil pesto. The canicular days to come will be filled with memories of summer. As I plant the bulbs all over the garden, I’m brimming with hope – spring will return, light will linger longer and color will once again suffuse the somber, winter weary landscape.

I enjoy making a ceremony of welcoming autumn. My chores in the garden are rituals. They bring my mind to the present. As I savor the last of the figs and move the trees into sheltered space, I marvel at the warm, vivid colors of the leaves. The ornamental grasses rustle and wave seed heads that shimmer in the late afternoon light. I’m struck anew by the beauty of the season. There is a sacred silence within my heart.

In living in rhythm with nature, I honor the gift I’m proffered – the continuing chance to re-do, to improve, to grow. Myself as well as the garden.

Apples awaiting

Apples awaiting


Bulbs awaiting

Bulbs awaiting


Figs awaiting!

Figs awaiting!


Glorious autumnal colors. At NYBG.

Glorious autumnal colors. At NYBG.

Own It!


In search of my mother’s garden, I found my own.
– Alice Walker.

Some time back, I had the pleasure of visiting a garden so lovely that my first reaction was that I must be at the wrong place. I’d arrived to meet with a client who had said she needed to do over her entire property. In our communiques, she had failed to mention that there already was a mature garden in place. I was puzzled about what was needed. Having arrived a bit early and ahead of the client’s return home, I took a walk around the grounds.

This beautiful garden was lush. Ancient oaks, tall cedars, American poplars and majestic beeches stood around like sentinels. Well manicured lawns dotted with large flower beds filled with all sorts of plants begged for closer examination. Roses abounded. In fact, a quick count said there were 18 types of them. The boxwoods that edged all the beds were meticulously clipped and shaped. This was no simple garden. Much work had gone into its making. It came as no surprise when I learned that the previous owners had created the gardens when they had built the house some forty years ago. I was beginning to understand my clients dilemma.

Nobody wants to destroy an existing good garden. The guilt alone would keep one awake for eons of nights. But, times, tastes and circumstances change. How much is a new owner obligated to maintain what is in place? Neighbors tend to adopt a certain proprietorial attitude and count on the garden remaining as is. “ Hope you will keep the Smith’s garden going! You are very lucky to have a ready made one! This has always been such an asset to the neighborhood!” Is this reasonable? What is the new owner to do?

It is possible that the new owner has the desire, skills, time and means to keep the ‘inherited’ garden as is. But that is hardly ever the case. One does not usually purchase a home to become the caretakers of another person’s passion. One must claim the place for oneself.

Gardens are never static. Their very nature is to change – through the seasons, fluctuations in the weather patterns, the gardener’s ever changing mind and, the inevitable effects of time. Like all living things, gardens age. A garden works best when it reflects the owners tastes. Even when restoration of gardens occur, they are invariably interpretations of the original. Coming back to that question, what should the new owner do?

First and foremost, the owner needs to assess his/her own attitude to gardening. Its importance, one’s interest, taste, needs and means. Even if the existing garden is exactly what is wanted, is he/she going to be able to maintain it? Happily, there is no immediate rush. As with any new property, it is wise to wait the year to see the garden through all the seasons. This wait period gives a very clear idea on what it takes to keep it up. Make note of what one does and does not like. Take plenty of photos because the memory will fail. I guarantee.

With such a list in hand, add other factors such as budget, time, sustainability, alternatives to those plants that must go – you get the idea. Unless, you are a seasoned gardener, it helps to get the advice of either a professional or a veteran gardener.

Old gardens often have exotic plants. As long as they are thriving, it seems logical to keep them. However, a little research will enlighten you if they are high on upkeep, prone to disease etc. Also, a garden today should, in good conscience, have a reasonable quantity and variety of native plants. This is the only way to bring up the numbers of our native pollinators and pest controllers. It behooves every gardener to maintain the right equation of natives and non-natives in the garden. This is particularly true of large shrubs and trees. With this in mind, the flower beds can be redone. Large lawns can be shrunk with the addition of trees and shrubs.

Gardens should be in keeping with current knowledge and practices. This involves the aforementioned native plantings, application of organic materials to promote growth as well as control pests, consumption of less water, reduction in the use of fuel powered tools and, catering to the personal needs and style of those who will enjoy this space. Time is always at a premium. It then is logical to eliminate elements that demand too much time and energy. Fussy plants, in my opinion should be got rid off altogether. A garden must always suit the lifestyle of the owner.

So, what did my client do? The handsome trees remained as did features like pergolas, benches and pond but the flower beds and lawns were disposed off. All the banished plants were disbursed amongst the neighbors so they could have a piece of the previous garden. Being a chef/caterer, the owner put in a huge vegetable garden – one that would supply all her needs for fresh herbs and produce. Soft fruit shrubs were added. The plots also boast plenty of flowers so they can be used to adorn the tables at events. It is a practical garden but still very beautiful.

I recall the much publicized outrage when England’s Christopher Lloyd ripped up the roses from his already renowned gardens at Great Dixter. He went on to replace them with the vivid oranges, reds and yellows of plants more tropical in nature. He was simply claiming his ancestral home for himself. It had to be a reflection of his personality. This new style went on to become much admired and today, it continues to evolve under the care of Fergus Garret who was Lloyd’s head gardener.

The process of taking ownership of the garden and putting your personal stamp on it, is merely creating an horticultural palimpsest. While the original is effaced, traces of it will remain. And that, is perfectly okay.
Enjoy some seasonal photos:








(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Forever Summer

I’m clinging fiercely to summer. Vacation is over, school is well underway, the work load is mounting, tree tops are glowing yellow-orange and the early mornings bear a distinct chill. Still, I’m celebrating summer. Not the sticky heat of the season or it’s bug filled evenings. Its the attitude we adopt every summer that I’m keeping close to my heart.

The farmer’s markets burgeon with the bounty of summer. Tomatoes, basil, peaches, eggplants, squash, corn and figs jostle for space with the new apples and pears that announce the change of season. As days gradually get shorter and sweaters are resurrected, our minds start looking ahead to Halloween, Thanksgiving and further on. The pace picks up. Summer quickly becomes a distant memory. While my favorite seasons are spring and fall ( in that order ), it is the summer mentality that I wish we would hold on to for ever.

How is it that one automatically relaxes and lightens up in this time of school breaks, fireflies and fireworks? How is it we are so willing to put up with humidity, bad hair days, mosquito bites, sun burn, jelly fish and, monster weeds? Could it be the extra hours of sunshine, the higher temperatures, the fresh produce, bare feet and open beaches? We smile more, complain less and savor the days of this light filled trimester with an eagerness rivaled only by children on Christmas morning. Wish we could be this way forever. But alas, all good things must come to an end. Must they?

I seek my answer in the garden. Here lies the nexus of seasons. While the hydrangea are in full bloom, the asters are beginning to open. As the tomatoes ripen, the grapes are ready for harvest. The apples turn rosy while the pelargoniums show no sign of fading. Seed pods rattle and ornamental grasses swish. Birds get ready for long flights as squirrels prepare to settle down. Roses still blush when bees come calling. Things do not stop in the garden. Life continues in all its rich ways. As one season comes to a close, another starts. It is all good. Appreciating what is happening right now only to welcome what comes next is what the garden is instructing me to do. The cycle of seasons is eternal so there is no need for tearful adieus to summer. After all, would I pause to appreciate a fresh fig if I could pluck one off the tree all through the year?

Instead, I gather basil so there is pesto to flavor the meals that will warm us after a brisk snow fight. The concord grapes are transformed into jam for the many sandwiches that will be consumed through the school year. Arm loads of hydrangea are dried for arrangements at the Thanksgiving table. Seeds are collected for next years crops of chillies, sweet Williams, tomatoes, nasturtiums and peas. One grows pumpkins in summer but they are ready only in autumn. Bulbs are planted in autumn so we have a display in spring but first, a necessary winter must be passed . One season continues into another.

It is simply about embracing fully what each moment has to offer. Take one’s fill of it. The effects will linger and perfume the times still to come.

While I cannot avoid my work related obligations, the daily slew of emails marked high priority, garden chores that are time sensitive or the pressures of an ever lengthening to-do list, I can approach them with the temperament of summer. I will factor in the down time we usually allow ourselves for that one season into all of the others. Be more laid back, less compelled to enforce self-imposed rules and deadlines. There is always time to enjoy every last drop of morning coffee, to push back from my desk and catch up with my daughter’s doings, to watch the moon rise, to have a proper conversation with my husband, to listen to my heart and acknowledge the miracle that is life. Every day.
Summer lives forever. Vive l’été.

Hydrangea

Hydrangea


Asters

Asters


Apples for the picking

Apples for the picking


Baptisia seed pods

Baptisia seed pods


Summer bounty at the market

Summer bounty at the market


Heritage rose

Heritage rose


Concord grape harvest

Concord grape harvest


Grape jam galore!

Grape jam galore!


(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Through The Eyes Of Children

(Get yourself a cup of tea and settle in to read this longish post!)
School has started and with that, our lives are once again in sync with their schedules and activities. Play dates, music lessons, athletic practice and games, doctor and/or orthodontist appointments, tutoring, SATs, college visits, and so many other activities seem to leave very little free time for everybody. I don’t mean time spent watching TV or playing video games but that space in a day that provides real thinking, inspired creating to happen. When imagination can soar and the mind and body are engaged in pure, unadulterated fun. Do you remember those times? What happened? Somewhere, somehow, we sacrificed our unique, creative selves to conform to trends and succumb to everyday pressures. To make matters worse, we’ve, albeit unintentionally, impoverished our children in the imagination and play department.
Are you surprised by what I’ve just said? How can this be you ask – when you have provided your offspring a super-sized backyard swing-set, a trunk full of costumes, computer and video games, a whole room of toys, shelves of books and entire collections of movies. In addition, there are the gymnastic/ballet/karate/music/sports activities. How on earth could the young ones be deprived?
Think back. To your own childhood. What were the most fun times? I’m betting they had nothing to do with most of the aforementioned items. With the exception of books, everything else is either structured and/or telling one how to do something. They do not provide for that delicious sense of imagination and creative thinking. Instead of ready-made costumes, creating one from unlikely sources is more fun ( aluminum foil over cardboard swords, capes from mom’s old scarves, parchment paper fairy wings). Staging a play with original script, costumes and sets can involve days of creative activity as opposed to a couple of hours watching a video. Having the freedom to imagine alone and with others leads to all sorts of brilliant projects and memories. One acquires skill sets that will be handy forever.
When my daughter was very young, she would put up puppet shows using her stuffed animals as the various characters. Influenced by the classical music she has always loved, her shows were ambitious productions such as Bizet’s Carmen. She’d make out tickets and programs, provide ‘costumes’ to bears, dogs and such and in makeshift settings, we’d watch Pooh bear perform as Don Jose to Carmen elephant as a recording of the entire opera played in the background. It was hilarious but we didn’t dare laugh outright. In the puppeteer’s mind, they were as good as the Met Opera cast. The tough part was sitting through the full length production. Dinner was delayed till intermission, dishes and other chores awaited the finale. I’m so grateful that we taped these priceless performances.
Then there were those play dates when she and her friend(s) would enjoy her amazing third generation doll house. I’d overhear the ‘Darwins’ ( my daughter had decided very early on that Charles Darwin lived in said house) engaged in Sunday activities. The bewildered play date was informed that only Mrs. Darwin and children went to church “because Mr. Darwin was not sure about God and stuff”. I took such pleasure in hearing the adaptation of book to play!
The point I’m making is that children come completely equipped with imagination and skills to play and create on their own. All we need to do is give them that elusive luxury – unstructured time. Lots of it.
So now we come to providing for them in the garden. I’m just going to come out and say it – a play-set has absolutely no business in your yard. I’m not being judgmental. Just hear me out before you take umbrage. In my opinion, parks and playgrounds are meant for regular slides, swings etc., In one’s own garden, a simple swing from a tree is plenty. The one that hangs from our old red maple was frequently employed for certain dare-devil launches that made it a favorite amongst children. They’d watch the ‘demonstration’ by the young owner and then with some trepidation try it out for themselves. Before long, I’d have to start yelling to them to be a bit more careful.

The airplane swing suspended from the red maple

The airplane swing suspended from the red maple


A small tree is terrific for climbing. My husband recalls practically living in the guava tree at his childhood home. He and a friend devoured the fruits and shared adventures aplenty in that hideaway. A real tree house is the best getaway place of all – to read, write secret letters, conspire with friends, loll about, dream, surreptitiously observe the goings on below, escape adult scrutiny. Crawling under shrubs to hide or explore can lead to exciting discoveries of toads, caterpillars and nests. Fairy houses from twigs, leaves and bark await occupation, acorn tea cups set on tiny ‘stumps’ stand ready for a party. Alone or with a friend, there is so much to see, do and conjure in a garden. Later, a trip to the local playground will be a different sort of play with exciting possibilities of making new friends or watching the ‘big’ kids master the monkey bars.
Tree house conversations

Tree house conversations


Tree house aerie

Tree house aerie


Tree house concert

Tree house concert


Friends of mine had the Towers Of Death for their two boys. The boys played there endlessly for several years till they suddenly came to the realization that the Towers were no longer high or even remotely scary. In actuality, tree stumps of various heights randomly connected by planks of wood were all that spurred this death defying activity. But what lofty adventures were had in this space!

By providing children with a few, simple elements in the garden is more than enough to fire up their imaginations. They are experts at it. The adults actually spoil the whole thing. These days we can and are guilty of being over-cautious and obsessed with all sorts of potential dangers.

Yet, that absolutely ugly contraption that appears like a giant zit on the face of an otherwise lovely garden, is happily welcomed. I’m talking about the trampoline. The single major cause of countless playground related visits to the emergency rooms all across the country. If one must have such an eyesore to satisfy the precious heirs, then it behooves the extra effort to sink it flush with the ground. If I sound uncharacteristically harsh, so be it. I feel rather strongly about it.
As I prepare to get off my soap box, I’ll sum up with a suggestion – lets create gardens that work for all generations. All elements of play should be harmonious with the surroundings. This is a space that offers itself unstintingly to the curious, the creative, the engaged, the restless, the mindful, the observant and most significantly, the universal inner child.
I’m sharing below some photos I took of a truly charming public garden for children that I visited in Andover MA last month. It combines the elements of instruction and delight quite well. Importantly, it does not talk down to the children. That should be something for us all to keep in mind as we manage our own spaces and lives.

The Children's Garden at West Parish, Andover, MA

The Children’s Garden at West Parish, Andover, MA


Children's garden 2
Children's garden 3
Children's garden 4
Children's garden 5
Children's garden 6
Children's garden 7

Rules Of Engagement In The Garden

The first botanical garden was created in 1545 Padua, Italy. Inscribed on pillars at the entrance to the garden are rules for those who visit. I believe they are very pertinent even today. Here are the rules:

I Do Not Knock At This Main Gate Before The Day Of Mark The Evangelist ( April 25) And Then Not Before The 22nd Hour.
II Anyone Entering Through The Main Gate, Should Not Wander From The Main Avenue.
III Do Not Break Stems, Pick Flowers, Collect Fruit Or Seed, Or Pull Roots In The Garden.
IV Do Not Touch Young Shoots and Do Not Tread Underfoot Or Leap Over Flower Beds.
V The Gardens Are Not To Be Afflicted With Harm.
VI Nothing Must Be Done Against The Will Of The Prefect ( director of garden).
VII Any Contravention Of These Rules Will Be Punished With Fines, Imprisonment, Or Exile.

To these I’d like to add:

VII When Visiting The Garden, Feel Free To Praise It Lavishly. Preferably Within Earshot Of The Gardener.
IX Bring Along A Notebook To Write Down All Of The Brilliant Ideas and Designs The Garden And Gardener Provide.
X Mind Your Children But Do Not Threaten Them With The Ire Of The “Wicked” Gardener.
XI Do Not Mention Other Gardens In Comparison To This One Unless You Intend Using Names Like Versailles, Sissinghurst or Shangri La.
XII Every Visitor Is Obligated To Tell A Minimum Of Ten Others About The Marvels Observed In This Garden. Failure To Do So Will Result In Punishments Already Stated ( See Rule VII).
I think that covers just about everything relevant. I must now go in search of a suitable pillar preferably of ancient origin and, a well sharpened chisel.
Below are photos from the Wild Medicine Exhibit at the New York Botanical Gardens:
Wild Medicine/Padua 1
Wild Medicine/ Padua 2
Wild Medicine/ Padua 3
(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar

Inspiration Comes In Generosity

Everybody seeks inspiration. It is what keeps us going, recharged and with new resolve. As a gardener, nothing spurs me on as visiting other gardens. Private or public, well known or not, large or small, other people’s gardens serve me big time. There is without question something to teach me, excite me or thrill me. In equal measure, the interest and enthusiasm of a visitor, will please the garden owner no end. Everybody wins.
It was just so on a recent trip to Andover, Massachusetts. I was there to visit with friends and work on designing a garden. The perfect weather made it very easy to succumb to distractions of the outdoor variety. Before long, I had temporarily shelved work so I could see this ‘fun’ garden in the neighborhood. And there it was – a riot of summer energy beckoning all who passed by. I could not stop smiling when I saw this front garden right by the street.
Giant sunflowers towered over purple coneflowers, zinnias, bee balm, phlox, hollyhocks, daisies, rudbeckias and other seasonal flowers. It was a squarish bed of raucous color and exuberance. Not particularly designed with any deliberate mix of shrubs and flowering plants or taking into consideration a deliberate combination of foliage, shapes and textures, this was very much a cottage garden. It was indeed pure fun. Clearly, the gardener had created it for the singular pleasure of passers-by. Such a generous, happy gesture.
As I paused to look from the car, the gardener herself returned home. It was only right that I get out, introduce myself and tell her how much I was enjoying her “public” garden. Typically, she was very pleased to hear this and went on to tell me more about her efforts and thoughts. She applies organic practices, keeps bees, grows her own vegetables and clearly loves doing it all. I got to see the rest of the garden, received a mix of sweet William seeds harvested right then, caught a glimpse of her passionate nature, appreciated her knowledge and experience and felt once again grateful to belong to this ever expanding circle of fellow gardeners. What an unexpectedly rich garden visit this turned out to be.
I hope Maria continues to offer such charm and beauty to her neighbors. I hope even more that some if not all will follow suit.
Enjoy the images of Maria Cusuman’s garden. Be inspired.

Maria's garden
Maria's garden 2
Maria's garden 3

Maria

Maria

(c) 2013 Shobha Vanchiswar