Sunday, March 15, 2009

Forsaken Forsythia


Was there ever a plant more derided by garden snobs?

Brassy!

Common!

Vulgar!

The really low blow:

Suburban!

Well, I don't get it. When we bought our garden (and the house in it) we found a large stand of forsythia along the back fence. The bright flowers on the arching branches are cheerful harbingers of Spring, in my book. I don't know what variety we have, but I suspect it's the loathed Forsythia x intermedia that horrifies the aesthetes of the botanical world.

To me, a blooming spray of forsythia against the sky is a fountain of light.

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