i just came in from my newly planted garden to read your wondrous delight....

gardening is the height of optimism. i go out many times a day to see what i have planted, each time imagining the colours and foliage and fragrances to come. we have deleted all the grass (no more mowing, no more moaning!), and have initiated in its place a woodland garden.... amongst fairly established serviceberries and dogwoods, and under a towering maple, there are the beginnings of jack-in-the-pulpit, foxglove, wild geranium, creeping jenny, butterfly weed, purple coneflower, barren strawberry, golden wood poppy, virginia creeper, flowering currant, chocolate boneset eupatoriim, mexican hats among oxeydaisy and wild clump grass, white obedient, blue new england aster, creeping lemon thyme, cardinal flower, jackkmanii clematis, sweet woodruff....and i'm not even done the list.

all this in a backyard behind a semi near bayview and eglinton, in the dark urban depths of toronto.

thank you, peter, for giving me further reason to hope for things to come....

~black walnut