Undoubtedly, May is this garden’s peak season, which is likely to be true in countless others where spring flowers predominate. There are interests in every other season, and June is also a delight, but in an unusually warm week and as several blooms fade the onset of summer seems very near. I am in no rush.
On this hot afternoon shade is appreciated, from the forest, and from dozens of Japanese maples and smaller understory trees planted in three decades. The garden is protected from gusty winds, but today a cooling breeze filters through the trees as I stroll, stopping to observe the latest blooms of sweetshrubs (Calycanthus), and to pull a few of many thousands of maple seedlings that have begun to emerge.