The Garden Path by Michael Pollan, was originally published in the April 1997 issue of Vogue.
I don’t think that I’ve ever visited a garden without finding something to steal.
Some are recruited by the Conservancy’s local spies; others are nominated by owners.
Certainly you will find an occasional disappointment at the end of some very long drives.
So it’s crucial that you read between the lines.
The Cotinus has the crud.
Moles ate the Senecio doria, and the hollyhocks have rust, but we try."
“It’s to stab you just to look at it,” Wilson says approvingly.
Schoellkopf’s offers hours.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen happier plants.
Every corner or opening holds a glimpse of something intriguing to beckon you on.
Driving home after yet another pleasant afternoon of garden visiting, I toted up my take.
Not a bad haul for a couple of agreeable afternoons spent driving around Long Island and Connecticut.
