The Parable of the Ferns and Hosta

Next to a sturdy brick building, a tree was planted long ago. It grew tall and strong, but the landscape designers–untrained in botany or horticulture–planted it too close to the drainage grate. The tree was to them another piece of medium rather than a living, growing thing. And so every spring the nearby building would…


“…All about them the cold, familiar wind – Now the grass, tomorrow the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf…” from “Spring and All” by William Carlos Williams