On Christmas morning, a bowl of paperwhites can look as if someone has smuggled April onto the windowsill. Outside, the garden may be resting under frost, mulch, or a thin layer of snow. Inside, bare tan bulbs sit in white pebbles and throw up green blades, then clusters of starry flowers so bright they almost make the room feel newly…
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February is not a generous month in most gardens. It gives you mud, flattened leaves, and a few green shoots that may or may not mean spring is serious. Then a hellebore opens, and the whole scene becomes more interesting. It is not an easy flower in the theatrical sense. Hellebores make you stoop. Their blooms tilt toward the soil…
In January, a flowering shrub can feel almost unreasonable. The garden is mostly structure: bark, seed heads, mulch, stone, the green insistence of evergreens. Then witch hazel opens on bare wood. Its flowers do not arrive as soft spring cups or summer trumpets. They arrive as thin ribbons, yellow or copper or red, curling and uncurling in the cold like…
