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From Battlefields to Gardens: The Hidden Tenderness of Stonewall Jackson

Today’s Garden Words were featured on The Daily Gardener podcast: Click here to see the complete show notes for this episode. Words inspired by the garden are the sweetest, most beautiful words of all. Thomas J. Stonewall Jackson October 29, 1863 On this day, we remember not only the fierce military legacy of Stonewall Jackson…

Woodbines in October

by Charlotte Fiske Bates As dyed in blood, the streaming vines appear, While long and low, the wind about them grieves. The heart of autumn must have broken here And poured its treasure out upon the leaves. Notes: Today is the birthday of the American writer and poet Charlotte…

The Healing Powers of Flowers

by Charlotte Fiske Bates Although the heart is very sore from loss, Yet there are healing powers; It eases much the burden of a cross To cover it with flowers. Faith, hope, and love — the blossoms of the three Help heal the hurt of our humanity. Notes: Today…

Suspicions

A close-up view of a dense cluster of honey bees, showing their golden brown and black striped bodies and translucent wings.

by Charlotte Fiske Bates Of those that make our honey, it is known That feared and beaten back, they turn and sting. While, fearlessly, if they are let alone, In time they fly away on harmless wing. And so suspicions buzz like angry bees: Do they torment you with their threatened stings? Oh!…

A Song of May

by Phebe Ann Holder The fragrant lily of the vale, The violet’s breath on passing gale. Anemones mid last year’s leaves, Arbutus sweet in trailing wreaths, From waving lights of a forest glade The light ferns hide beneath the shade. — Phebe Ann Holder, New England poet, A Song of May November 27,…

A Song of October

by Phebe Ann Holder The softened light, the veiling haze, The calm repose of autumn days, Steal gently over the troubled breast, Soothing life’s weary cares to rest. — Phebe Ann Holder, New England poet, A Song of October November 27, 1824 Today is the birthday of the New England poet…

A Cobbler Crust

Large trees with thick trunks stand in a misty forest, their branches covered in golden autumn leaves. Fallen leaves carpet the ground, and soft fog drifts in the background, creating a tranquil, atmospheric scene.

by Sarah Addison Allen It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon. Today’s Garden words were featured on the podcast: Words inspired by the garden are the sweetest, most beautiful words of all. Large trees with thick trunks stand in a misty forest, their branches covered in…

Chestnuts

by John Evelyn Chestnuts are delicacies for princes and a lusty and masculine food for rustics and make women well-complexioned. Today’s Garden words were featured on the podcast: Words inspired by the garden are the sweetest, most beautiful words of all. A pile of glossy brown horse chestnuts with their rough, spiky outer shells and…

Thanks

by Aileen Fisher T Thanks for time to be together, turkey, talk, and tangy weather. H for harvest stored away, home, and hearth, and holiday. A for autumn’s frosty art and abundance in the heart. N for neighbors, and November, nice things, new things to remember. K for kitchen, kettles’ croon, kith, and kin expected…

If the Oak is King of Trees

An enormous, ancient tree with thick, sprawling branches reaching out horizontally, covered in lush green leaves, standing on a bed of fallen leaves in a wooded area.

by Donald Culross Peattie If the Oak is King of Trees, then the White Oak is King of Kings. — Donald Peattie, American botanist, naturalist, and author Notes: November 16, 1964 Today is the anniversary of the death of the Harvard botanist, Naturalist, Washington Post nature columnist, and author, Donald Culross Peattie,…

Winter is a Study in Halftones

A serene winter landscape with three leafless trees standing in a snow-covered field, shrouded in soft pastel mist.

by Donald Culross Peattie Winter is a study in halftones, and one must have an eye for them or go lonely. — Donald Peattie, American botanist, naturalist, and author, An Almanac for Moderns, 1935 Notes: November 16, 1964 Today is the anniversary of the death of the Harvard botanist, Naturalist, Washington Post nature…

Limber Pines

by Donald Culross Peattie Limber Pines have a way of growing in dramatic places, taking picturesque attitudes, and getting themselves photographed, written about, and cared for… — Donald Peattie, American botanist, naturalist, and author Notes: November 16, 1964 Today is the anniversary of the death of the Harvard botanist, Naturalist, Washington Post nature…

A Hummingbird is a Feathered Prism

A close-up of a hummingbird in mid-flight with blurred wings, set against a soft, colorful background of greens and purples.

by Donald Culross Peattie A hummingbird is a feathered prism, a living rainbow; it captures the very sunlight. — Donald Peattie, American botanist, naturalist, and author Notes: November 16, 1964 Today is the anniversary of the death of the Harvard botanist, Naturalist, Washington Post nature columnist, and author, Donald Culross Peattie, who…

Thank Goodness for the First Snow

A winter forest scene with tall pine trees covered in heavy snow, their branches hanging low, and a thick blanket of snow on the ground.

by Candace Bushnell Thank goodness for the first snow. It was a reminder–no matter how old you became and how much you’d seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered. —Candace Bushnell, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Sex and the City Today’s Garden…