…the deep, ragged
between solstice seasons, where
changes quickly, it carries us
on cool, stuttering
Photographs taken at Kruckeberg Botanic Gardens in Shoreline, Washington, just outside of Seattle. The garden is a small local treasure. Originally the home and garden of Art Kruckeberg and his family, this deeply shaded spot in a residential neighborhood is now a mature public garden. Dr. Kruckeberg taught Botany at the University of Washington, and with his wife Maureen, was active in local botanical groups. The couple collected plants that feel right at home in the Pacific Northwest, blending seamlessly with native species. Though set with exotic trees from Asia and other unusual specimens, the garden retains a natural woodland feel.
An early outgrowth of Kruckeberg Botanic Garden was the MsK Rare Plant Nursery, a rambling collection of cuttings, seedlings and plants that keeps the garden supplied continuously with new material and offers area enthusiasts locally grown natives and exotics. Set on a steep hillside, the four acre site’s winding paths slow you down and invite closer looks. Not a place for grand vistas, it is an intimate, quiet experience.
In the midst of a very busy week I was able to squeeze a restorative hour at the Kruckeberg into my schedule last week. Surrounded by green on all sides, I felt my shoulders drop as my breathing slowed and tension subsided – a welcome respite. Sun filtered down through immense trees, highlighting a patch of tiny cyclamens on the ground here, and budding branches above there. Only a few other visitors were around, and a gardener or two. Joy made a small clearing amidst the day’s worries.