Spring Season

hellebore-blooming.jpgMy spring gardening season starts the same day every year.  The shop closes except by chance or appointment January 15 of every year.  The by chance or appointment part is code for “we do not keep the heat or lights on much, and we are in the inventory, repainting, cleaning and unpacking things for spring”.  In other words, we are not looking our best.  Most of us are here for those 6 weeks.  That’s how long it takes to take everything apart, clean, repaint, and reinvent the store for the spring to come.  We have gotten 2 containers in from Europe.  A third should be on the water next week.  But we formally reopen every March 1-ready or not.  The gates are open.  The hellebores are here.  And a good portion of what we will have to offer for spring is here.

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A third container is still in Paris-stalled-awaiting a delivery from a Dutch manufacturer.  This happens.  Though Rob’s trip to Europe was months ago, some things he orders must be made.  Most of the companies are small.  This means but a few people hand produce all of the work.  Sometimes we have to wait.  Their concern is to produce a great product, not worry about the date we have decided on in advance for the beginning of spring.

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The work of redoing 10,000 square feet of space is just that- work. My landscape crews do all of the painting, and the heavy moving.  The Detroit Garden Works regular staff does the cleaning, the inventory, and the checking in of new shipments.  This time of year, something new arrives every day from US suppliers. Rob and I have to figure out what goes where-with the big responsibility to Rob.  He is the only person who knows exactly what is coming.

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Monica manages the entire big fluid situation.  She has an uncanny ability to make sure that the day to day stays current and on track.  She also has no problem showing up in the garage to unpack when necessary-just like the rest of us.  I have no idea how other companies switch over from one season to the next-overnight.  We take everything down to the bare walls, and start over.

shop-display.jpgDreaming up what will go where, and with what-that is somewhat about skill.  But it has its roots in the process of making a creative gesture.  An overall look that flows.  Does this color look good with that one?  What flavors mix happily?  Where shall the tools go?  What color are we thinking this room needs to be painted?  Have we displayed this piece such that people understand why we chose it?

French-glazed-terra-cotta.jpgIs there a mix of textures, mass, color and shape that is appealing, and lively? Or somber and serious?  Or sassy.  Did we overthink this?  Did we not consider that?   How we group things in the shop is a visual discussion about the presentation of how we view good design.  An interest in really good design hovers over everything we do.  There are moments when my landscape crew makes a suggestion about a certain arrangement.  Happy to hear it-as if they take the trouble to speak up, I know they have thought it through.  If a vignette gets changed around a number of times, they are entirely good natured about it.

English-salt-glazed-pots.jpgA sincere interest in anything means that somewhere, there is a fire burning.  Sometimes the flames extinguish, and their is only the glow of an idea.  Sometimes there are lots of flames, and things move quickly.  I really enjoy this time of year, as we have set aside the time to let our ideas about the new season cook.

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A lot of hands are involved.  It takes Rob one entire long evening to redo all of the lighting.  The high ceilings are great for giving a sense of the sky, rather than an interior ceiling.  Judging the size of an object intended to go outdoors can be difficult in an indoor space.  Steve takes charge of arranging and hanging everything that must be hung on a wall.  He knows how to do the math, and he has a good landscape architect’s sense of design.  His graduate degree in landscape architecure is from North Carolina State University-enough said.

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As usual, there is a wide range of styles, periods and materials.  But every year we try to do a thorough job of representing a certain point of view.  Rob’s mix is interesting this year.  His idea of contemporary garden ornament includes galvanized metal pieces from the farm that have very strong and simple shapes.  Terra cotta shapes whose origin is rooted in agriculture.  His idea of contemporary also means utilitarian.

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Some contemporary garden ornament is cold. I am not crazy about objects that come with a built in echo.  I like things that fit in, and take on the feeling of their surroundings.

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This 1920′s American glazed pickle crock is just as home in this setting, as it is in the pantry.

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This pair of cream glazed stoneware urns were made in Chicago in the early 20th century. They are not so easy to come by, as they are prized by gardener’s with urban landscapes.

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Howard has been as tireless as the rest of us, going over every inch of the place numerous times a day.  But we have made a lot of progress.

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We like to have everything as ready as possible on the inside, before the weather warms enough to permit plants.  For gardeners who just cannot wait one more minute, snip off the top, water, and set in a sunny window sill.

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I know this is a lot of pictures to slog through, but those of you who do not live close enough to visit might want a look at what we have going on.

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The Belgian stoneware pots are the feature of our spring collection.  Six of them are already gone-to 3 very different gardens.

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Though I will be glad for the day when we can prop the doors open, there is a sense of spring in the air here.

March 2a, 2013 (47) See what I mean?

 

 

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At A Glance: The Shop In October

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Wow-how the time has flown since the spring!  If you are too far away to visit Detroit Garden Works, these pictures might give you an idea of how it looks in the fall season.

pots planted for fall

materials from the garden for the fall season

the last of the espaliered lindens showing fall color

very small winking owl baskets made from paper mache

the window boxes!  The flowers have grown to within spitting distance of the ground.  The south side of the shop gives them plenty of protection from the cooler nights.

More great fall materials

fall pots with redbor kale and yellow pansies

an October celebration of green

toffee twist carex and matricaria

fall pots and pumpkins

October light

How Rob keeps the shop takes my breath away.  Should you be within range (we had visitors from Deckerville Michigan, Paris France, Ann Arbor Michigan, and Washington DC today-besides the local traffic), the shop is worth the visit.  Out of range?  We’ll  stay in touch.

 

Sunday Opinion: Vernissage

Three years ago today, April 1, 2009,  I published my first post. To follow is a reprint of that post, entitled “Vernissage”.

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Strictly speaking, the French word vernissage speaks to the opening of an art exhibition.  I learned the word recently from a client with whom I have a history spanning 25 years.  This speaks a lot to the value of nurturing long term commitments.  I have learned plenty from her, and from her garden, over the years. In the beginning, I planted flowers for her.  Our relationship developed such that I began to design, reshape, and replant her landscape.  She was passionately involved in every square foot of her 8 acre park.  Needless to say, the years flew by, one project to the next.  I have favorite projects.  A collection of fine white peony cultivars dating from the late 19th century was exciting to research and plant.  A grove of magnolia denudata came a few years later.  Another year we completely regraded all of the land devoted to lawn, and planted new.  I learned how to operate a bulldozer,  I so wanted to be an intimate part of the sculpting of the ground.  There were disasters to cope with, as in the loss of an enormous old American elm.  Deterring deer was nearly a full time job.  Spring would invariably bring or suggest something new.        

In a broader sense, vernissage refers to a beginning- any opening.  This has a decidedly fresh and spring ring to it.  I routinely expect the winter season to turn to spring,  as it always does.  But every spring opening has its distinctive features. Last year’s spring was notable for its icy debut. Grape hyacinths and daffodils ice coated and glittering and giant branches crashing to the ground.  This year, a different kind of drama altogether. My first sign of spring was the birds singing, early in the morning.  It was a bit of a shock, realizing how long it had been since I had heard the birds.  Why the break of my winter this year is about hearing the singing-who knows.  Maybe I am listening for the first time, or maybe I am hearing for the first time.  Every spring gives me the chance to experience the garden differently.  To add to, revise, or reinvent my relationship with nature.

Much of what I love about landscape design has to do with the notion of second chances. I have an idea.  I put it to paper.  I do the work of installing it.  Then I wait for an answer back.  It is my most important work-to be receptive to hearing what gets spoken back. The speeches come from everywhere-the design that could be better here and more finished there. The client, for whom something is not working well, chimes in.  The weather, the placement and planting final exam test my knowledge and skill.   The land whose form is beautiful but whose drainage is heinous teaches me a thing or two about good structure.  The singing comes from everywhere. I make changes, and then more changes.  I wait for this to grow in and that to mature.  I stake up the arborvitae hedge gone over with ice, and know it will be two years or more-the recovery.  I might take this out, or move it elsewhere.  That evolution seems to have a clearly defined beginnings, and no end.  

But no matter what the last season dished out, I get my spring.  I can compost my transgressions. The sun shines on the good things, and the not so good things, equally.  It is my choice to take my chances, renew.  The birds singing this first day of April means it is time to take stock.  Start new.

  I can clean up winter’s debris. My eye can be fresh, if I am of a mind to be fresh.  I can stake what the heavy snow crushed.  Spring can mean opening-the opening of the garden.  Later, I can celebrate the shade. I can sculpt ground. I can move all manner of soil, plant seeds, move, and renovate.  What I have learned can leaven the ground under my feet-if I let it.  Spring will scoop me up.  Does this not sound like a life? I can hear the birds now; louder.

Vernissage. Think of it.  Spring

 

The client I spoke of in this post April 1 of 2009 is moving to a new house, a much smaller property the end of this month.  Her passion for one garden is coming to a close.  A new garden is waiting.  No spring that came before will be quite like this one.Though I have published 987 essays in 3 years, the most important one is the next one.  And the next one after that.  Today also marks 20 years to the day that Rob and I began working together. There have been ups and downs, but the relationship endures, and evolves.  Suffice it to say that Detroit Garden Works is an invention that reflects that relationship.  Vernissage?  This 20th anniversary is most assuredly a spring moment.  The both of us, in concert, and individually,  have plans for the next twenty.  Yes we do.