Tag: plants

Growing with the Garden (1)

Early in the morning as I sip at the coffee warming my hands, I wonder what the day is going to bring me and I come up with a list in my head of things that I should be doing on a Sunday. Usually this involves cleaning the house, the car, my closet that is overflowing with clothes (I swear they are trying to escape by making it across the room and out the door), or it’s grocery shopping and doing laundry.  Every weekend I think about these things but I never actually do any of them on Sunday, and that is because there is a better option.

“The flower garden?” you might ask in a tone indicating that I am the lamest person you know.  Seriously, who goes to hang out in a flower garden every weekend?

That would be me.  After coffee I grab my camera and head about a mile from my home to one of my favorite places in all of the world.  I walk, because that is part of the experience.  This time is used to clear my head, physically move my body, and work on my observation skills.

This place is no small scale operation.  The garden is 2.9 acres and has 20,000 square feet of planting space (http://www.flowertrials.colostate.edu/history.php). It is also an experimental garden where flowering plants are grown to see how well they survive our climate of extremes.  One can spend many hours wandering through here, and even longer if stopping to photograph as I do.

In this garden, I observe many things.  In the early morning I watch insects barely moving until their bodies warm enough to fly from flower to flower.  I see frost lining petals and highlighting the veins of leaves, creating artwork that is not created by man.  I see the beginning of life as plants grow up, producing perfect and imperfect flowers which become fruit and seeds that drop to the ground or get carried away.   I see the end of life when the plants have no more to give, wilting, drying up, and decomposing into new soil.

In the garden I observe people who have come to observe, to connect, and to enjoy the beauty of the garden.  There are couples young and old holding hands, moms and their daughters with a photographer taking senior pictures, brides and grooms with their party who have chosen here, among the great bursts of color, as the setting of the biggest day of their lives.  Intimate moments happen in this garden.

As I wander slowly through the wood-chipped paths and crouch between rows of plants, I am searching for moments in time to capture that will give the opportunity to connect not only myself, but to those who view my photos, to the phenomenal life of and among plants.  My mission is to show the viewer the wonder and beauty of plants, to give you the experience of appreciation and connectedness to living things.  After all, plants are one of the most important things on this planet, and without them, neither you or I would be.

Street Life: A Story of Perserverence

Driving down a frequently travelled street in a nearby town on my way to work this morning, I was amazed to see a strip of green filling in a crack right in the middle of the traffic lane.  As I slowed the car at the stoplight, I realized the crack was full of plants! I looked sadly at them and thought, Good luck to you! as their future seemed pretty bleak in that spot.

As the day progressed I kept thinking back to those plants growing and living in such a difficult place.  I came to conclude that in all actuality, they had a pretty good place to spend their lives.

Before this was a paved road of asphalt it was a dirt road on which seeds were laid down and covered over time by wind and water.  Sometime in the past 50 years those seeds and their soil were covered with an impermeable layer of rock and tar, thus restricitng the amount of  access to light and water they had which kept them as seeds.  Their growth was prohibited for many years and so they remained as they were, unable to move in any direction.  But as time went on, the road began to degrade in some spots and in 2011 there was a crack several inches long and roughly 2 inches wide that had been created.  These patient little seeds were lying in wait for this time and this opportunity to become what they were destined to be.  I can imagine them cheering the first time they felt the warmth of the sun through the soil – “Now there is sushine!  Now there is rain!  Now is time to grow!”

And grow they did! 

But how tall could they possibly get and what kind of life is that you might be asking.  I did a quick comparison to plants living in the high alpine tundra of our Rocky Mountains.  These hardy plants endure fierce temperature extremes, cold and gusty mountain winds, and varying amounts of precipitation throughout the summer months.  Here in town cars racing by en masse during the multiple rush hours creates winds exceeding 40mph that our street plants endure.  This is comparable to the winds of the alpine.  Apline plants tend to form mats and grow out horizontally because growing upward would break their stems and end life.  The street plants also cannot grow upwawrd for fear of being mowed down by cars rolling by.  This and the wind factor will keep the street plants from growing upward.  It is entirely possible that the street plants are actually one plant sending out shoots horizontally to fill up the crack, much like the alpine plants trying to take advantage of their situation.  It is a smart survival tactic.

I imagine that some days it gets quite loud for the plants living there in the middle of the lane with almost constant traffic.  Most of us have heard about studies of people playing music for plants and insisting that it helps the plants grow healthier.  I wonder if anyone has ever done a study on the effects of unpleasant noises on plants, such as engine revving, honking horns, and squeaky brakes.  Perhaps this will become my PhD project.

These persistent plants led me to reflect on the living situations I have had to endure and the place I live now.  I have had it pretty rough and have lived as if camping for many years.  Then there were concrete dorm rooms followed by a room in an apartment or house.  Once I almost bought a house but decided that more space was not something I needed to survive. 

So what do I need to survive and flourish?  Like the plants all that I require is access to sunshine, water, and food in order to grow and to continue my productive life until it can produce no more.  Add in some shelter and space to move around in and I’m content.  If it were a matter of survival, like the plants growing in the pavement crack, I too could learn to survive in harsh and less desirable environments than I do now.  I think that most living things can tolerate difficult conditions and turn out just fine as long as they are willing or able to learn to adapt to these situations and not allow the constraints to keep them from flourishing.  Today, seeing these plants thriving and full of life in a small crack in the pavement on a busy street, gives me a sense of hope and optimism for people who are growing up and living in a comparable environment.

 Who really needs all the bells and whistles a lawn or garden has to offer?