Dinner In The Granary

To follow is a photo album from friends who hosted a formal dinner party last weekend in their granary.  A granary is an outbuilding, a small barn if you will, ordinarily used to store grain.  In England, granaries are commonly set on stone piers known as staddle stones.  These elevating piers make it next to impossible for rodents and other wildlife to get into the store of grain.  This particular 19th century American granary is above ground on concrete blocks.  Utilitarian, yes. My friends do not grow grain, but they certainly has a very broad view of utility-and a big love for the landscape.  You’ll see.

Sat_Apr20 Sat_Apr202 Sat_Apr203 Sat_Apr204 Sat_Apr205 Sat_Apr206 Sat_Apr207 Sat_Apr208The weather last weekend-blustery and cold.  That problem was solved renting a portable heater which kept the room comfortable.  A power outage the morning of the dinner-daunting.  But they had a vision to entertain that was 1 part theater, 10 parts a love of beauty, and 100 parts a love of anything and everything in the landscape.  The spring sprouting and blooming branches with ranunculus gracing the table-exquisite.

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For dessert, rose flavored macarons with raspberries and lychees.  Each macaron was presented with a single red rose petal, and a dewdrop of clear candied sugar.1  Their party was so clearly representative of who they are-gardeners with wit, fabulous style and imagination.  It is with great pleasure that I share their pictures.

B Is For Boxwood

boxwood-spheres.jpgRegular readers of my essays know I have a big love for boxwood.  This fairly small and very dense growing evergreen shrub is as versatile as any plant it has been my pleasure to plant.  It is tolerant of a wide variety of soil conditions, and it is quite shade tolerant. Its natural growth is charmingly shaggy.  It is more than tolerant of pruning-that is, pruning into shapes.  Long hedges.  Curving and scrolling hedges.  Spheres, squares, rectangles, pyramids trapezoids and triangles-boxwood tolerates this too.  Boxwood hardy in my zone is also hardy in pots-provided they get proper water and drainage.  Boxwood is just about the most obliging plant material on the planet-for those gardeners that are as interested in design as they are in plants.

boxwood-topiary-spheres.jpgBoxwood flowers are tiny, and anything but showy.  The leaves are quite small and unprepossessing.  The texture the mass of leaves make-interesting and lively enough.  Not massive and sculptural, like the leaves of ligularia,  petasites, gunnera, rodgersia or alocasia.  Quietly textured.  Where boxwood shines has to do with volume, mass, and shape.  A hedge of boxwood is satisfyingly regular and pleasing-no matter whether the hedge is natural and shaggy, or closely cropped. A mass of multiple boxwood plants can create shapes of great visual interest.  That mass can be pruned flat-like a sheetcake.  That mass could be pruned on an angle, or in undulating waves.  That mass could narrow at one end, and wide at the other.  Boxwood will oblige-whether the landscape design is crispy contemporary, or unabashedly traditional.

boxwood-spheres.jpg Boxwood grown over a period of time can be shaped into specimen plants-the hallmark of which is the evidence of the pruning hand of a gardener. Pruned boxwood in traditional forms and shapes dates back centuries.  Pruned boxwood with a decidedly modern shape-equally as compelling.  Why am I so interested in the shapes, the mass, the volume and the texture of boxwood?  I am as interested in design as I am interested in plants.

boxwood-on-standard.jpgA completely natural and God given landscape-that would be the wild and untouched places in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.  The climax forests. The primeval forests.  The roadside weed colonies.  What grows out of the tarmac, or next to the railroad tracks.  An accident of nature can be the most thrillingly beautiful sight imaginable.  Part of why people travel is to experience the natural world-untouched by people- in places all over the earth.  An undisturbed stand of birch, a field full of Queen Anne’s Lace, a bog ablaze with marsh marigolds in the spring-all gardening people love these places.

hardy-boxwood.jpgThat said, I am at heart, a designer.  I favor landscapes that make a statement from the heart, the head, and the hand.  People can be heavy handed, but they can also be kind, patient, observing, caring, daring, brilliant, and nurturing.  I am interested in the choices gardeners make.  I am also very interested in the choices designers make.  Choices gardeners make provide for astonishingly different outcomes.  Designed landscape spaces are structured.  They may be structured around use, and traffic.  They may be structured with beauty in mind.  They may be structured for a particular season, a favored color, a sense of visual balance, for mystery, for fun, for meditation.  They may be structured around a very personal and particular point of view.

triple-ball-boxwood-topiary.jpgBeautifully structured landscapes transform an idea or thought into a picture.  I would explain this idea in this way.  Many people could not draw a portrait, but every person is able to recognize the face of an acquaintance or friend.  Many people recognize the faces of people they have not seen for years, or people they only know slightly.  Visual recognition is a very powerful human attribute.  We all have it.   Designers appeal to visual recognition.  The delight that comes from visual recognition-extraordinary.  Design that manages to engage all of the senses is great design.

boxwood-topiary.jpgWe had a number of boxwood topiaries delivered a few days ago, from a grower on the West Coast.  We do not order plants over the phone, sight unseen, via an availability list.  Rob flies out there every winter.  He walks the fields.  He chooses plants that he feels beautifully represents his point of view, as a designer.  He discusses the pruning, the care.  His buying-incredibly personal.

double-trunked-boxwood-topiary.jpgAny great design bears the mark and hand of a client, empowered by the hand of a skilled designer.   I will say that the design of my landscapes is primarily about a relationship, forged.  A passionate client, and a passionate designer makes for landscapes of note.  I feel very confident saying that great landscape design springs from a relationship marked by mutual passion and respect.  I have a great respect for the boxwood topiaries that Rob chose to buy.  I feel completely confident that should I recommend to client that they invest in an old plant with a history, they will not be disappointed.  There is a provenance in which to trust.

boxwood-spheres.jpgThe intense rain this afternoon-so great for these newly relocated plants.  The new growth is glowing.  My clients who asked that I draw the locations for 100 boxwood in pots in his landscape-this post is dedicated to them.

Iseli-style-boxwood-topiary.jpgThis boxwood topiary-astonishing in its age and size.   Rob tells me it reminded him of Thomas Church.  I can see why he fell for it.  There is the sure evidence of a patient, committed, and loving hand.  We make extraordinary plants like this one available to gardeners.  But more than that, we design.

 

 

At A Glance: Perspective

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Vineyard In Winter

Tuesday’s post for the Garden Designers Roundtable on inspiration was a longer than usual post for me.  Why?  The topic of inspiration is of serious interest to any professional designer- that includes me.  Without inspiration, design is pedestrian.  Plodding and sleepy. Solid and exciting design doesn’t appear with the wave of a wand-even after years of experience designing.  Every new project needs to be imagined in just that way-new.  It seems obvious that exposure to new things in horticulture, the arts, and design would keep the eye fresh.  But perhaps exposure to old things might be just as inspiring.

Does anyone need an landscape and garden to live?  This is a topic that would invite debate, but that is not my intention here. People do not need landscape in the same way that they need food ( which has to be grown), and a relationship with nature that permits survival.  Most certainly there was a time when no person was afforded the luxury of a landscape that did not also feed them.  The invention of espaliered trees came from a monk, experimenting in how to coax maximum yields of fruit from his trees, in order to feed the entire monastery.   A ha-ha is a change of grade which kept the farm animals out of the kitchen gardens adjacent to the house.  The landscape and garden at Monticello was designed around the growing of crops for food.  The need for farms that produces food is elemental, and ancient.

I have a big interest in how agriculture has influenced landscape design.  Also of interest is how growing landscapes are thoughtfully and meticulously designed.  Their design is focused on cultivation, harvesting, and yields.  This vineyard is planted with Chardonnay grapes.  The rows are spaced equally.  Why this particular spacing?  Perhaps it is based on the width of a vehicle that inspects the vines.  Or perhaps it is a comfortable space for harvesting grapes.  I feel very certain that the spacing has everything to do with the efficient use of the land.  This landscape is not intended to be ornamental.  It is intended to be a part of a maximum yield with the most simple cultivation effort.  A beautiful byproduct?  How breathtaking is a grape orchard, following the natural contour of the land?

I find how the rows are laid out, how the vines are attached to the fences, how the vines are pruned, how the land rolls, and how the vineyard looks in the early morning on a winter day – satisfying. The repetition of forms is both inspiring and comforting.  I like the idea that the farm draws sustenance from the ground-and that the interaction between nature and people also provides sustenance to the eye.    I like landscapes that work.  They feels comfortable, and meaningful.

This vineyard is comprised of thousands of grape vines, planted with the same spacing, all pruned the same.  Though the land rolls up and down, the planting repeats itself.  Though I don’t grow food, or cook, I admire the beauty that is a working farm.

A vineyard in January is a good place to visit.  It is as good as any gallery or museum.  The utter cold makes speech difficult-all the better.  Feeling the history of the cultivation of the ground is bound to inspire something.

Such extraordinarily cold weather we are experiencing now. I have bundled up, and piled on the clothes.  Though extreme cold can damage plants, the frost beautifully desribes the shapes of the plants, and the structures on which they are grown.

I like a landscape that is attuned to, and features the weather, whatever that weather might be. No landscape is better at this than a farm.

So cold right now.  So warm-the the evidence of the day’s work.