Featured Image: A Kentucky Sunset, 2011
Story Title: Who Will Teach Me the Names of the Trees? The title is a plea to learn, to be taught, and to be educated. It does seem that an education in the nomenclature and identification of flowers and trees is built up over time and spiced with observation. I accept the challenge to be self taught and question more the green around me.
We were sitting in her garden, Lady E and I. I relished the calm and unpolluted air we carried on conversation in.
“When last were you in my garden?” she asked eager to share some of her vege-knowledge.
It had been two years. The glint in her eye told me this was not a question about the passage of time.
Something was different, but I could not place a finger on it.
She mentioned some new flowers and shrubs she had introduced to the garden and the old ones that had been removed.
“Remember the tree that was right her? She pointed at a damp spot by the fence.
I drew a blank, but nodded.
“Yeah, we had that uprooted too”.
I had missed noticing the absence of an enormous tree.
I have walked into a compound filled with rows of corn and carried on conversation without noticing the beauty of the towering stalks.
This story is about sharpening our powers of observation amidst the city lights.
N.B. Watch out for Wednesday’s Post as it features pictures from a gorgeous garden you don’t want to miss.