I was supposed to write about pollinator gardens, but Hurricane Isaias changed that.
. . . but did it really? Bear with me as I meander and perhaps stretch a metaphor to its breaking point.
"You could not remove a single grain of sand from its place without thereby ... changing something throughout all parts of the immeasurable whole."
Sometimes when I go for a walk around the grounds I sometimes forget we are in the middle of a pandemic. While Covid-19 has turned our world upside down, the natural world is moving along as if nothing has changed – the flowers are blooming, the bees are pollinating, the fireflies are dancing; nature seems the way it have always been, rather normal. Though in nature, nothing is ever normal.
Whenever I am talking about adaptations, I always tell my audience, "Everything in nature – ...
I had an epiphany driving into work that one of the silver linings of this terrible pandemic is the possible reworking of how many of us view nature. Nature, and public gardens, and parks. Things we may have took for granted, yet now crave, and are being denied access to. I remember back in the Great Recession of 2008 that Horticulture took a hit because it was considered a luxury industry. Which I must admit chafed a bit, both personally and financially.