A Visit to Cistus Nursery
I rarely go to nurseries anymore since I work part-time at one and another reason being that I don't have much room for additional plants. When a garden fanatic runs out of room, the brain goes into overdrive, dreaming up ingenious ways to incorporate more plants. And another thing happens - a burning desire to obtain rare and unique plants. I've been moving plants around, a tricky process that has a domino effect. A plant is unhappy - it is getting too much shade or perhaps too much sun. There is a plant that did not get as large as you thought it would or it is just a slow grower and now it is hopelessly hidden behind a taller plant. Sometimes a plant is just a dud for reasons unknown (Rhododendron 'Golden Gate' anyone?). I find the plant in question a better home, but it means that another plant will have to be moved. And the merry-go-round continues to turn... However, for those plants that are to be discarded, a space opens up for a new one! I decided to move a Mou...
and it is one of my favorites. I remember being in awe when I first saw this book and was mesmerized by the photographs as well as reading about Tudor's lifestyle. She loved the old times and lived that way. She dressed in old-timey clothing (making her own and buying them in antique stores), raised chickens and cows, and made her own candles which illuminated her farmhouse that was built by her son. Her garden is full of stone terraces that overflow with foxgloves, peonies, roses and all kinds of flowers. She also loved Corgis and had a menagerie of them. She believed she was the reincarnation of a sea captain's wife and her obituary says that she intended to go back to the 1830s when she died!
Yes she was very fascinating wasn't she... Wouldn't it have been a treat to meet her and tour her gardens!
ReplyDeleteShe certainly lived her life on her own terms and we are the ones who are better for it.
ReplyDeleteHi Phillip,
ReplyDeleteSomething that struck me from one of the books was that her son built the house with everything in proportion to Tasha Tudor's height - so that even the ceilings were reachable.
A unique personality, for sure!
Annie at the Transplantable Rose
I, too, was saddened to learn of Tasha Tudor's passing. She was such an interesting person. Her garden was an inspiration, wasn't it?
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Always Growing
she always seemed to me the embodiment of a fairytale. Thanks for sharing this, Phillip. She really understood the important things in life. I am glad you appreciated her, too.
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Philip
Oh my gosh I hadn't heard that she died. She was always an inspiration to me...she has certainly left her mark on the world.
ReplyDeleteSoooo you blog is the reason I have been thinkng about Tasha Tudor? I had childhood books on my mind all morning and just made a post about them. I was wondering why Tasha Tudor was on my mind. It's all your fault! LOL..I loved her and use to sell her illustrations on eBay. They were the most requested. She was wonderful.
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