Rhododendron Show!

Last fall I was honored to receive an invitation to serve as a Celebrity Judge at a local rhododendron show, sponsored by the local chapter of the Rhododendron Society of America, which I have been looking forward to ever since. And last weekend was the big event, held on the coast of Mendocino County in the small quaint town of Ft. Bragg. Never having served in this capacity before I was not quite sure what to expect. I arrived early to the school where the show was taking place and here was my first (overwhelming) view:

The breadth and depth of what I was witnessing rolled over and through me and spun itself out unexpectedly in little tears streaming down my cheeks. This was no small feat I was seeing. The toil, labor, sweat, tears and heart that went into the hydbridization, growing, selecting and collecting was not lost on me at all. There was an enormous amount of love in that room. A love for rhododendrons. Welcome to the World of the Rhododendron People.

Shortly after the several other judges arrived, who were primarily from a second chapter in the South Bay. What a lovely group of grounded knowledgeable people! I was paired with a charming woman who had grown rhododendrons for many years and knew the primary movers and shakers in the Rhododendron World. She told me about some amazing gardens on the East Coast. I knew I was in good hands with her and determined to take note and learn what I could from my time with her on Saturday. We were tasked with moving up and down those tables, choosing the best examples of various subspecies. While I did not have the criteria in hand she had, she graciously told another judge, “It’s fun working with Kathryn. She’s looking for beauty.” (Yes, indeed!) I felt my years of photographing flowers was my primary skill in helping to assess what made each selection worthy of a first, second or third place ribbon. And we were at liberty to name Honorable Mentions, so the imperfect lovelies also had a chance. My partner was fond of the yellows; I was fond of the pinks. We were a good match. We mostly agreed on all our choices and worked well in allowing for each other’s preferences. It was a challenging and fun experience and I learned a lot.

The many photos that follow will give you a tiny taste of the abundant beauty I was exposed to at this show. I have not written down all the various species. I simply wanted to be able to share a bit of what I was able to experience on this most special of days. You will undoubtedly notice that while the majority of the flowers I photographed were single flowers, entered in the show, that I have also included a few that were in large pots that were presented to the public for sale. I invite you to breath in their beauty and to enjoy!








“A thing of beauty is a joy forever…” ~ John Keats








And, (ta da!) Best in Show!!

Are these not spectacular? What a blessing the rhododendron!

Love and flower blessings,
Kathryn xoxoox

Book News: The Whole Person Calendar in Southern California is going to be running a couple of excerpts from Plant Whatever Brings You Joy in upcoming issues. I will let you know exactly when. I’m also anticipating an author event soon at Copperfield’s Books in Petaluma. Stay tuned!

Spring, Glorious Spring!


Clematis

As the blessing of Easter approaches I find this single flower and its accompanying bud embody the power of the message of spring. Beauty is upon us and promise beckons.

Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning? ~Mary Oliver

I need not search far for beauty. It is on every corner, every doorstep, every heart.


first rose of the season

No need to call out to the bees. They naturally hearken to spring.

borage

Steep me in green. I will drink deeply from its well.

hosta
Let the delicate beauty of the coral bells ring in concert with my heart.

heuchera
Iris, where hast thou been? Speak to us of your travels under the Earth and beyond.

iris

How do I stay in the moment of the bud, knowing full well the flower that comes will satisfy beyond measure? It’s a yoga.

snapdragon

It is with easy grace I embrace the lacy joy of the spirea.

spirea
A smirk upon my face knowing this is an unadorned geranium.

geranium
At a safe distance I treasure the euphorbia, never forgetting its power to do me ill. Oh, yes.

euphorbia

lady bank roses
honeysuckle

clematis

when faces called flowers float out of the ground
and breathing is wishing and wishing is having-
but keeping is downward and doubting and never
-it’s april (yes, april, my darling) it’s spring! ~ e.e. cummings


lavender

Delirious, I give thanks for the glorious beauty in which I find myself. Go out into your gardens, dear readers, into your parks, your meadows, beaches and forests and draw from the grace you find there on Easter Sunday. It is your gift from our Creator, who has created all of that–and you.

Love and Easter blessings,
Kathryn xoxo

Book News: Rhododendron lovers, please join me as I serve as Celebrity Guest Judge April 30th at the John Druecker Memorial Rhododendron Show and Plant Sale on the coast of Mendocino. Info here.

Judge Not the Flower By Its Bud


bleeding heart (dicentra luxuriant)
Dearest Readers,

The following story is an excerpt from my book Plant Whatever Brings You Joy: Blessed Wisdom from the Garden, a book of 52 stories illustrating the universal wisdom drawn from working in my gardens.

Love and happy spring blessings!
Kathryn xoxo

Judge Not the Flower By Its Bud

Shortly after moving to my new home in North Carolina I discovered a bleeding heart plant growing in between the bushes in front of the house. I recognized it as a shade-loving plant and happily transplanted
it to a shady corner behind the house. As the little flowers emerged I was struck with disappointment and nostalgia, as these were not the same flowers I had come to love in California, the ones I knew well, the ones I had bought in nurseries at home. Two weeks later my heart filled with joy as I stumbled upon a nursery tucked below the road I had taken on errands, and outside in the various lovely displays I found another bleeding heart, with the very flowers that I associated with my home state. Delighted, I purchased it immediately, going straight home to plant it in a big clay pot I’d found on sale the week before.

Imagine my surprise when the following week I walked through the shade garden and found the little flowers I had snubbed the week before were identical to the ones I had just bought. Apparently I had never seen a bleeding heart in bud before, always opting to buy fully mature versions in nurseries, never having grown them from seed. I laughed at myself, realizing I had judged the flower by its bud, indeed, had not even recognized it as a bud! I began to wonder how many times I might have judged some creative effort, either my own or someone else’s, in the same manner. How many times have we encountered a fledgling effort and rejected it as not good enough, as a waste of time or as stupid? When had we been willing to bring forth the virtues of patience and close observation, and allowed the time to pass for full maturation, we might have found that what we first thought unacceptable grew to the loveliest of flowers that sustained us for many years.


Book News! Delighted to recount that Ode Magazine is running an excerpt from Plant Whatever Brings You Joy in their June issue. Doubly happy to say that as this particular story takes place in Amsterdam Ode Magazine has translated the story into Dutch (!!) and will additionally run in the Dutch version of Ode in Holland! As if that were not enough delight, in May Ode Magazine online is running the story of the Scarf Initiative project, in which so many of you lovingly and generously participated, replete with ten photos of that stupendous event! Exciting! I will be sure to post a link here and on Twitter once it’s up!

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