On December 31, a garden can look finished in the most convincing way. The beds are low, the paths are damp, the seed catalogs are beginning to arrive, and the year’s failures have softened into mulch and memory. It is tempting to think the next garden begins when we open a fresh packet in spring. The soil knows better. Under…
By August, a garden begins to show its small machines. Bean pods dry and tighten. Poppy capsules rattle. Grass heads turn from green brushwork to brittle combs. And in the low, often overlooked places, a stork’s-bill or filaree may be preparing a trick so precise that it looks less like seed dispersal and more like a tiny hand tool. The…
