After a month-long break from blogging, I’m back writing and thinking about my garden goals for 2020. And I’m giving myself some stern advice.
Don’t try to do too much!
Was I crazy to set myself six big goals for 2020? Clearly the answer is yes. Already I can see that completing two of those goals is next to impossible. I know I won’t be fencing in the Lower Garden and I doubt I will do much to extend Timelines, the trail that explores questions about memory, identity and our relationship to the land.
I have been working on three other goals, though, the Sundial, the China Terrace and the design for a garden near the newly-rebuilt hotel foundation wall. While winter is here, I’m doing all I can to prepare so that once the snow melts and the ground dries up enough, I’ll be ready to begin installation.
I’ve ordered a laser-cut steel band to replace the black plastic tubing that encircles the Sundial, the part of Timelines called In Transit/En Route.
I’ve talked to Rock of Ages, our local granite quarry, about finding a suitably shaped hunk of rock to replace the dead pine tree that served as the gnomon until high winds toppled it last fall. This is the sort of rock I’m looking for.
I’m not trying to reproduce Stonehenge or any other neolithic stone circle, but I do want to install an upright stone, not one that has been cut but one that has split naturally. A jagged rock has its own beauty and its unevenly edged shadow hitting regularly shaped painted posts will underline contrasts that illustrate ideas about time itself: immobility and movement as well as solidity and immateriality.
Completing work on the China Terrace was another goal. To renovate the dining room table I needed replacements for the plates which had become so broken by freezing and thawing that their shape was almost unrecognizable. I considered using different plates but I resisted — the ones there now are those we used when our children were growing up and I really wanted to keep the connection between the past and the present. I found four plates with the same pattern quite quickly but needed eight. And as of this week, I found them!
Now I have to replace the glasses or goblets. They were quite beautiful when new …
but now, the stems have broken and the glasses can’t even stand up. The ones pictured above lasted twelve years so I may duplicate them or I may design something else, either with a different shape or using a different material.
A third goal was to decide where and what to plant near the foundation wall of Glen Villa Inn, the old resort hotel that once stood on our property. Thanks to my friend, the landscape architect Myke Hodgins who heads up HETA in Montreal, I now have a ground plan and a concept for the area. Best of all, the concept gave me a name: the North South garden. (More on that in posts to come.)
A name for this new area in the garden is a start, but designing the garden and choosing the plants will take time and effort. Combining this project with the others I’ve embarked on makes me wonder again if I’m trying to do too much. It’s easy to tell myself not to. The question remains: can I follow my own advice?