I had been forewarned by my children that spring had already arrived in Israel. But when I got off the plane and smelled the orange trees in bloom, I knew I was in for a treat. All it took was a few hours of meandering around Tel Aviv, which is a city constantly in a[...]
Who ever thought that we gardeners would be offered such a plethora of choices when it comes to containers for the garden? I’m not even talking about unusual, one of a kind, types of containers, something you might find at a flea market, like an old kitchen sink, a trough or an antique pedestal. Nope, I’m talking about the newly manufactured ones,[...]
It was the great Christopher Lloyd, who upon my first visit to Great Dixter, facilitated me in opening my eyes to the fact that startling, contrasting color could make for an exuberant, edgy garden. When I took my first stroll down his long border and saw crisp red and orange cannas a few feet away from some sweet, deep[...]
In taking some photos this week in my garden, I was struck by how the use of one color in a very ‘boundaried’ manner can make for a memorable composition. As gardeners, color plays such a prominent role in our creations, that it is easy to forget that ‘less’ can sometimes prove to be more effective. Gazing[...]
In the last post on red, I talked about using red as the la piece de le resistance, as that startling, snazzy ‘something’ that will knock your socks off. In this piece, I want to talk about red as the conductor or framework of a composition. I think gardeners find red to be such a[...]