On walks, or morning runs, around Greenville it’s impossible
not to notice something botanical. This is about as green a place as I’ve ever
lived (and aptly named). Even in the middle of what passes for a Carolina Winter we have plants blooming,
roses in December, camellias in February, and much of the foliage remains
green. On first arriving here I was nearly overwhelmed by greenery. I am not
alone in this. Many art students here find themselves collecting, drawing,
painting, and/or forming seedpods and leaf shapes of every variety. It creeps
into your visual vocabulary like Kudzu*.
Spring is coming. In North Carolina azaleas, rhododendron,
crepe myrtle, and the ever magnificent magnolia will bloom along with countless
other flowering plants, many of which look like they're downright out of Jurassic Park. But it’s the leaves that fall I find
fascinating.
In autumn the multitude of leaf shape, surface, and variegation
leaves (ahem!) me breathless sometimes. Some are quite intense, if fleeting. I
find that very appealing. While spring has its undeniable charms I am reminded
in fall ** of both the temporal nature and individual beauty of each passing
year. It heightens my appreciation for every other season ~ those in nature and
in our own lives.
*Introduced in the US in 1876 from Japan it was promoted as
soil erosion control in the 1930s and it’s been growing ever since. It can grow
as much as one foot per day in summer months.
** The story goes that “fall” is an American colonial word
for autumn because New England settlers were amazed at the sudden dropping of
leaves from the brilliantly colored deciduous trees.
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