Gosh, so beautiful, Rebecca. I am captured by the pictures and have to return later to savor your prose. (And thanks for the pronunciation tips and the link!) Trees in Rougemont decided a couple days ago to let loose their leave, with the hickories taking the lead. Browns and yellows scattered all around. The Maple is stillred and full. She'll hang on for a while. The oaks a browning but they're in denial. Another 3 sonnets on a tree inmy 'stack this week, BTW. Wonderful fall to all!
Golly, I would LOVE to walk through a garden with you so that you could describe things with big nonnies!
And thank you for the link to the Roy Lancaster teatree which comes from my own state. I went and read about it. I can't remember any Latin names at all and end up with David and Gavan's hydies over there, Willi's white flowered thing here and so forth and yet my friend Willi, who is the compleat plantswoman, rolls them off her tongue like a mouthful of marbles.
I rather fancy the Meadow book too. Jim's cover pic is EXACTLY what I would love to achieve in my small meadow patch behind the windbreak. So far, my experience with meadow plants has been in an ancient wheelbarrow.
I always enjoy your posts so much but the artbook days are my favourites. You are so talented, Rebecca. Thank you for sharing your creativity.
Such a treat to walk through your descriptions, Rebecca. Like you, I'm no gardener but I still love nature with a passion. Feeling refreshed and colourful, thank you.
Mesembryanthemum! One of my all-time favourite words to say too! How wonderful that you brought it to all of our attention. Words like that deserve a great big audience. I used to fancy becoming a botanist, but that fell by the wayside as I was too distractible. But still, I love plants and plant people too. I very much enjoyed your homage in words and gorgeous drawings of the beauty of plants, including all their melodic names and meanings.
I mean, don’t all British people know the King? We colonial peasants have to settle for a glimpse every ten years (actually, ten-ish years ago, I was waiting for a bus in Halifax to go down to the Seaport Market, and suddenly the street where I was waiting was all blocked off. I was massively confused until Charles and Camilla came driving by. They too were going to the market, and frankly they interrupted my whole day).
I love your appreciation of plants and nature! I too am not blessed with the ability to grow anything, and my parents’ yard growing up was always a bit neglected - we liked to be in it, but anything beyond some light mowing and occasionally planting random seeds in the couple of garden plots we had was too far. Thank you for the lovely morning walk.
I suck at gardening and kill most of my houseplants, but for some reason I keep trying... My yard tends to be a bit chaotic, but I enjoy all of the seasonal surprises that spring up, and I've gotten to know all of the trees and their habits over the years, kind of like old friends. Right now most of the red maples are in their full autumn glory. Your wonderful artwork perfectly evokes the season :-)
Everything about this post is wonderful: the link to my review, the writing, the photos, the drawings and the link to my review. By the way, thanks for linking to my review. Seriously though, I loved this article. The writing is fantastic, as are the illustrations. For me it's the horticultural equivalent of "I don't know much about art but I know what I like". Well done. Yes, and your analysis of names is why kids should be taught Latin in school, just like I wasn't. It opens doors to so much understanding, not just of other languages but also, and especially, when it comes to understanding what type of plant you're looking at.
Beautiful as always Rebecca!! I love the photos and the drawings 💜
I'll admit that I too cannot keep a plant alive. I remember my aunty buying me a lavender plant once. The next time she visited, it had already died. I just don't have that natural thought process to look after them. At least that stops at plants and I haven't had any trouble in taking care of my dog ☺️
Thanks so much Rebecca for the mention and glad to meet you. I too am not blessed with green fingers but love spotting and drawing the wild flowers! Your drawings are beautiful 😍
There are so many wonderful things about this post, I would not know where to begin commenting. So I will just say that Rebecca Holden is an inspired and inspiring writer. She is a breath of earth, of life and beauty. How about simply turning off your TV and social media for a while, and instead of the constant barrage of hopelessness, hate, fear, horror, futility coming at you, give your self a little break. Here is the perfect place to begin.
You could have fooled me. The fact that you can pronounce the Latin? names of shrubs makes you a token horticulturist. I love your prose. You reminded me of how much I miss apple picking in New England. It’s odd that here is WA state, where Washington Apples are famous all over the US, there are no public apple picking farms. Blackberries grow like weeds here in August. Last year my kids baked a blackberry and bug pie. For some reason the batch they picked was infested. Yuck.
Great read, Rebecca! I’m not much of a green thumb either. I take care of this orchid and it hasn’t bloomed any flowers since the pandemic. It’s still alive as I see the roots grow and an occasional new leaf will spring up to replace the one that’s dying. Still hoping one day it will bloom some flowers in its own time. Sigh!
Great post! I always thought of virginia creeper as a nuisance, but your leaves and description have given me appreciation for their beauty.
Gosh, so beautiful, Rebecca. I am captured by the pictures and have to return later to savor your prose. (And thanks for the pronunciation tips and the link!) Trees in Rougemont decided a couple days ago to let loose their leave, with the hickories taking the lead. Browns and yellows scattered all around. The Maple is stillred and full. She'll hang on for a while. The oaks a browning but they're in denial. Another 3 sonnets on a tree inmy 'stack this week, BTW. Wonderful fall to all!
Golly, I would LOVE to walk through a garden with you so that you could describe things with big nonnies!
And thank you for the link to the Roy Lancaster teatree which comes from my own state. I went and read about it. I can't remember any Latin names at all and end up with David and Gavan's hydies over there, Willi's white flowered thing here and so forth and yet my friend Willi, who is the compleat plantswoman, rolls them off her tongue like a mouthful of marbles.
I rather fancy the Meadow book too. Jim's cover pic is EXACTLY what I would love to achieve in my small meadow patch behind the windbreak. So far, my experience with meadow plants has been in an ancient wheelbarrow.
I always enjoy your posts so much but the artbook days are my favourites. You are so talented, Rebecca. Thank you for sharing your creativity.
Such a treat to walk through your descriptions, Rebecca. Like you, I'm no gardener but I still love nature with a passion. Feeling refreshed and colourful, thank you.
Mesembryanthemum! One of my all-time favourite words to say too! How wonderful that you brought it to all of our attention. Words like that deserve a great big audience. I used to fancy becoming a botanist, but that fell by the wayside as I was too distractible. But still, I love plants and plant people too. I very much enjoyed your homage in words and gorgeous drawings of the beauty of plants, including all their melodic names and meanings.
I mean, don’t all British people know the King? We colonial peasants have to settle for a glimpse every ten years (actually, ten-ish years ago, I was waiting for a bus in Halifax to go down to the Seaport Market, and suddenly the street where I was waiting was all blocked off. I was massively confused until Charles and Camilla came driving by. They too were going to the market, and frankly they interrupted my whole day).
I love your appreciation of plants and nature! I too am not blessed with the ability to grow anything, and my parents’ yard growing up was always a bit neglected - we liked to be in it, but anything beyond some light mowing and occasionally planting random seeds in the couple of garden plots we had was too far. Thank you for the lovely morning walk.
I suck at gardening and kill most of my houseplants, but for some reason I keep trying... My yard tends to be a bit chaotic, but I enjoy all of the seasonal surprises that spring up, and I've gotten to know all of the trees and their habits over the years, kind of like old friends. Right now most of the red maples are in their full autumn glory. Your wonderful artwork perfectly evokes the season :-)
Everything about this post is wonderful: the link to my review, the writing, the photos, the drawings and the link to my review. By the way, thanks for linking to my review. Seriously though, I loved this article. The writing is fantastic, as are the illustrations. For me it's the horticultural equivalent of "I don't know much about art but I know what I like". Well done. Yes, and your analysis of names is why kids should be taught Latin in school, just like I wasn't. It opens doors to so much understanding, not just of other languages but also, and especially, when it comes to understanding what type of plant you're looking at.
Those leaves are just beautiful
Beautiful as always Rebecca!! I love the photos and the drawings 💜
I'll admit that I too cannot keep a plant alive. I remember my aunty buying me a lavender plant once. The next time she visited, it had already died. I just don't have that natural thought process to look after them. At least that stops at plants and I haven't had any trouble in taking care of my dog ☺️
Thanks so much Rebecca for the mention and glad to meet you. I too am not blessed with green fingers but love spotting and drawing the wild flowers! Your drawings are beautiful 😍
There are so many wonderful things about this post, I would not know where to begin commenting. So I will just say that Rebecca Holden is an inspired and inspiring writer. She is a breath of earth, of life and beauty. How about simply turning off your TV and social media for a while, and instead of the constant barrage of hopelessness, hate, fear, horror, futility coming at you, give your self a little break. Here is the perfect place to begin.
You could have fooled me. The fact that you can pronounce the Latin? names of shrubs makes you a token horticulturist. I love your prose. You reminded me of how much I miss apple picking in New England. It’s odd that here is WA state, where Washington Apples are famous all over the US, there are no public apple picking farms. Blackberries grow like weeds here in August. Last year my kids baked a blackberry and bug pie. For some reason the batch they picked was infested. Yuck.
Great read, Rebecca! I’m not much of a green thumb either. I take care of this orchid and it hasn’t bloomed any flowers since the pandemic. It’s still alive as I see the roots grow and an occasional new leaf will spring up to replace the one that’s dying. Still hoping one day it will bloom some flowers in its own time. Sigh!
Gorgeous Rebecca ❤️ you’ve inspired me to get out in the garden today and see what’s what. Xx