Thursday, May 28, 2015

Orchid

My yard is a mess. The laurels are splayed open, ice daggers in their midsections. The espaliered firethorn is ripped from the stones it's been climbing for almost eight years, toppled over in the driveway and frozen-stuck to the snowpiles. The holly tree out front snapped in half, its top now hanging pathetically by a thread. I'm tired of winter's destruction, the flip side of the fertility and plenty of the year's other seasons. They will come soon enough. Not soon enough.

Orchid

My yard is a mess. The laurels are splayed open, ice daggers in their midsections. The espaliered firethorn is ripped from the stones it's been climbing for almost eight years, toppled over in the driveway and frozen-stuck to the snowpiles. The holly tree out front snapped in half, its top now hanging pathetically by a thread. I'm tired of winter's destruction, the flip side of the fertility and plenty of the year's other seasons. They will come soon enough. Not soon enough.

Inquirer Staff Writer
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Ginny Smith, a Philadelphia native, joined the Inquirer at 1985. After stints as both reporter and editor in the city and suburbs, she’s been happily writing – and learning - about gardening full time since 2006. She’s won two silver medals of achievement from the national Garden Writers Association and in 2011, Bartram’s Garden honored her with its Green Exemplar award for her stories about “the region’s deeply rooted horticultural history, cultural attractions and bountiful gardens.” She plays in her own – mostly - bountiful garden in East Falls. Reach Virginia A. at vsmith@phillynews.com .

Virginia A. Smith Inquirer Staff Writer
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