I find plants awesome. I mean this seriously, literally, spiritually. They inspire me with awe — for their tenacity, their complexity, their beauty, and above all for their commitment to their own survival. They keep me humble, particularly when I remember that I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for them. As a garden designer, I am awestruck and humbled by the those accidents of design that just happen by plants doing their plant thing. Often these accidents are as successful as the combinations and patterns that I have spent hours creating. I do not feel one-upped by this. Rather I feel that with my own small gift of eye I come into harmony with some fundamental principle of life. Humbled and exalted at the same time? No wonder we gardeners love gardening.
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