Sometime between 2015 and 2018 I developed an interest in plants. It started with a yucca that I saw on the side of the road near my work at the time. I became obsessed with this tropical-looking plant thriving in the south. I asked around until I learned the name of it and it became my first favorite plant. This was the same time when my writing and blogging dropped off entirely. During COVID I started writing again when I began to post about my garden.
Gardening for me involves caring about plants, insects, and the climate overall. Gardening posts have most often come organically after realizing I’ve been taking a lot of photos of a particular subject or notice something of particular interest. When I first started these gardening posts, I didn’t have the focus or energy to put together many longform essays. These posts kept me writing in the hope that my skill would be ready when I did have something more to say.
- Pocket gardens and the forest seed bank
- Crowdsourced Rewilding in Richmond (and beyond)
- A mini meadow for Maymont
- Art project idea: yucca in red
- Blessing for the seeds
- Insects spring to summer
- Yarrow universe
- Flowers bloom in a world on fire
- Ajuga Buzz
- Dogwood save
- Fothergillia
- Compost
- Garlic
- A walk around my early fall garden
- Summer to fall
- Fieldstone path
- Flying insect hangout spot (video)
- Tomatoes will grow
- Early summer color pop
- Air layering figs
- Hedge design (Sweet Bay Laurel)
- Serviceberry update
- Good mornings
- Serviceberry buds in COVID spring
- Garden dreaming
- Fun landscape memories
- Missing insects
When I found plants and gardening I was in a pretty dark season of life – a difficult job on top of the stress of being in the closet, early adulthood/independence, and grad school in a subject that didn’t interest me. Plants became a distraction and an outlet for my creative energy. When we bought our first house we redid the landscape and I made sure to include one foraged yucca in the mix.
Like all my hobbies and interests from my time in the closet, I’m not exactly sure how to feel about gardening at the moment. Was it really a passion? Was it just an “expression of my unresolved neurotic conflicts?” Only time will tell.