Own-root hardy shrub roses here in Montana! The "Harrisons yellow" are about to do their one-time yellow explosion, then will come the Hansa and William Baffin and whatever that slightly-insipid pink one I planted that did so well and even though I don't love it, it's a rose! Oh, and the white ones that came with this house. Naturalizing everywhere, KILLER thorns, only bloom once but Oh! the scent!.
Michael Pollan has a great essay about roses in Second Nature! Bryan hates roses (on principle) and it made him want to start growing old fashioned roses.
When I went to visit Trish Hampl Santa Monica years ago, I met her at the farmer's market for breakfast and she bought some beautiful roses for her house and at the last minute, gave them to me and they were so lovely in my apartment.
I need to be rooted in something the way you’re rooted in nature. Or maybe I am but either don’t know or haven’t figured out a way to speak it. But your words have me watching for it.
You know, it is 100% a practice. I walk every day in my neighborhood, just the ordinary place I live. I've been doing this for a few years now (in very different places—I've moved every year for the past 5 at least). I always start in unknowing and I often start in grief and anxiety but the world is ALWAYS reminding me how placed I am, even in my unplacedness. Just walk, just look. What's nearby matters. That's my method. I hope you find yours.
Yes. Periodically I get into the habit of distracting myself rather than really looking, both within myself and around me. Writing is the practice that takes me out of that. Thanks for the reminder.
Own-root hardy shrub roses here in Montana! The "Harrisons yellow" are about to do their one-time yellow explosion, then will come the Hansa and William Baffin and whatever that slightly-insipid pink one I planted that did so well and even though I don't love it, it's a rose! Oh, and the white ones that came with this house. Naturalizing everywhere, KILLER thorns, only bloom once but Oh! the scent!.
Michael Pollan has a great essay about roses in Second Nature! Bryan hates roses (on principle) and it made him want to start growing old fashioned roses.
When I went to visit Trish Hampl Santa Monica years ago, I met her at the farmer's market for breakfast and she bought some beautiful roses for her house and at the last minute, gave them to me and they were so lovely in my apartment.
I love that dress that is rose-inspired!
I need to be rooted in something the way you’re rooted in nature. Or maybe I am but either don’t know or haven’t figured out a way to speak it. But your words have me watching for it.
You know, it is 100% a practice. I walk every day in my neighborhood, just the ordinary place I live. I've been doing this for a few years now (in very different places—I've moved every year for the past 5 at least). I always start in unknowing and I often start in grief and anxiety but the world is ALWAYS reminding me how placed I am, even in my unplacedness. Just walk, just look. What's nearby matters. That's my method. I hope you find yours.
Yes. Periodically I get into the habit of distracting myself rather than really looking, both within myself and around me. Writing is the practice that takes me out of that. Thanks for the reminder.