As I’ve complained before, I have a Black Thumb. Alas, anything I plant or prune or pinch — dies. So when we took first-time visitors to the Pioneer Valley over to see the gem of a small art museum on the Mount Holyoke campus, I wasn’t overjoyed when they requested the first stop be the greenhouses.
But I was more than rewarded for smiling and doing my hostly duty, because the greenhouses were wonderful. (And especially so when wandering through in the company of experts — our guests!)
Here are a few (I’ve restrained myself!) of the many treats we encountered:
An unpromising start? First view of the Lily Pond—
I thought it was a lotus. That just shows you how much I know. But it’s lovely enough—
Looks like a paisley scarf draped across the lily pond —
Portrait of a lily pad —
“Two White Birds passing through” — (does anyone know what kind of blooms these are?)
Here’s a Tradescantia with an admirer —
And finally, a blaze of tropic pink, under the Greenhouse roof —
Best of all — nothing withered in my passage! A grand and surprising visit.