Ann Loves Plants: a life in horticulture
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Not Just Your Average Walk in the Park: Mt Tabor
Ann writes about her 22 years in Southeast Portland’s Mt. Tabor Neighborhood, intertwining personal growth with her surroundings. While on a walk, she confronts past struggles related to CPTSD, and embraces self-care. Gardens and plants remain a source of joy while navigating life changes and newfound spontaneity.
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A Dream Garden: When I first met mine…
Antiquo jardín del Alcázar de Sevilla (Joaquín Sorolla), 1908. Writers, dreamers, poets and artists have thought long and hard about gardens for centuries—and so have the more religious and practical among us. At least I imagine they have because I’ve studied such things, but I’m far from certain. So often nowadays I find that these real…
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My First Plant: The Old Man Cactus
An unnamed fuzzy cactus. Not quite like my original Old Man Cactus, but cute and fuzzy nonetheless. The first plant I ever owned was an Old Man Cactus (Cephalocereus senilis). I must have been 8 or 9 and it was an impulse buy my mother made out of guilt. I’m not sure now what she’d…
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