I catch the
sweetness of thy latest sigh...
Here in the dim
light of a grey December
We part in
smiles, and yet we met in tears;
Watching thy
chilly dawn, I well remember...
Farewell, old
year; we walk no more together;
~Sarah Doudney
(1841–1926), "A Parting"
I was not ready for December, it kind of came too
soon this year. November went flying – and just like that it was December.
Well, I was not ready but finally my garden was ready to embrace the glory of
winter. Misty mornings which makes you believe in life and all good things,
followed by golden afternoons, which envelop plants and the creatures of the
garden to turn them beautiful like never before. Yes, the short and sweet days
of winter are here. Sunshine makes you feel loved and winter flowers make the
landscape pretty.
We are essentially a summer country and we do not glorify winter
all that much in India. But the fact is, Indian winter is also beautiful in its
own ways- it is the time for many celebrations, travels, culinary delights of
the season and of course the gardens showcase a riot of colours. When it comes
to gardens in winter, it is easy to recall the seasonal winter flowers and
winter vegetables. Surprisingly, the typical image of winter, in my mind is
also made up of flowering trees. I would specifically mention three -
edible Kachnar blooming everywhere in the city and neighbourhood, silk
floss tree- which made our Delhi campus pretty in winter months and a very useful drumstick
tree. They are all flowering at present with purple-white, hot pink and white
flowers respectively.
But they were not what kept me occupied this month. It was tending
to my flowerbeds of winter annuals that kept me busy. I am now happy to
see the result of all that endless planning and planting.
The crowning glory is of course chrysanthemums. It is now blooming
all over in many colours, shapes and sizes. The Chrysanthemum, or Kiku in
Japanese, is a symbol that represents longevity and rejuvenation. It is said
that, when this flower was first introduced to Japan during the Nara period
(710 – 793 AC), the Japanese Royal Family was fascinated with the
Chrysanthemum. It started appearing in their crafts, dress designs and seals
soon thereafter. Eventually, the Chrysanthemum become the
imperial family emblem and continues to be so. To this day in Japan there are
two imperial garden parties given each year: that celebrating the cherry
blossom and the formal rite of the chrysanthemum.
Interestingly, in the second chapter of
The Tale of Genji, the 11th Century
Japanese classic, a remarkable reference is made to the revered chrysanthemum.
At one place it says: "The
chrysanthemums had turned very nicely, and the autumn leaves flitting by on the
wind were really very pretty." The footnote explains that “Frost withered chrysanthemums
were prized." How odd? One can perhaps understand another reference to chrysanthemum
buds with beauty of a young woman, but withered chrysanthemums? And then
recently, while admiring my partially withered flowerbed of Magenta Mums, it
came to me that maturity has its own beauty- in people and in flowers. Once the
joy and anxiety of growth has faded, it leads to contemplative deliberation,
retirement and peace - all the qualities that contribute to patient and
graceful endurance. My beautiful Mums, some gracefully past their prime and
others just a bud, are a delight to my heart. No wonder in many eastern
cultures, these flowers have inspired poetry, art and philosophy.
Delicate Begonias |
Other than the Mums, I have delicate
begonias, colourful Dianthus, Asters, Impatiens and lovely Geraniums. Of course
the Pansies are also on bloom but I know they will get better next month.
Begonias have a succulent stem, designed for storing water which is used during
the dry periods of the year. I like its small flower as well as ornamental
foliage. But honestly, last year I did not have much success growing them. I am
told one has to be very particular about the amount of sunshine they get and
save them from morning frost. Hoping for better luck this year.
This year is
a year for many firsts in the garden. This is the first time I am growing
Geraniums and Impatiens. This is also the first year when I am trying hand at
many exotic vegetables like Broccoli, Lettuce, Peppers etc. Of course I have
earlier grown Rocket leaves and cherry tomatoes, quite successfully and I hope
to repeat the performance this year.
Pretty Geraniums |
Talking of squirrels, this is the
time of the year when many migratory birds come to this part of the world.
There are many lakes and forests around which host thousands of these birds. I
am planning to see some of them in the days to come. My garden of course is
full of tweets from the branches. Afternoons are specially very noisy.
Just a few days back I spotted a pair of white wagtails strolling in the lawn. They are pretty birds and perhaps visit this city in winters every year. The usual birds viz. spotted owlets, red Wattled Lapwing, Paraakeets and black Drongos are of course there most of the days.
White Wagtail - a migratory guest |
Another flower, we often miss out
on is omnipresent bougainvillea. The roadsides are full of them and the hedges
around my house are now bursting with colours. It is true that the flower has
no fragrance, it also not a very delicate plant but just the abundance of
flowers makes it worth a while. I have now four colours of bougainvillea.
Earlier this month, I had a problem of fungus in some flowering plants but a timely spray of fungicide was able to take care of that. My much awaited pink cosmoses are finally ready to bloom. While they will get even better in January, they are a tonic for sore eyes, especially in the morning sun.
Hope the new year will bring more
beauty, more sunshine and more wisdom in
my garden.
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