These plants have gone wild from a garden above them. Not one is native here. They are native to Eastern North America.
To survive in its illusion of seasons, White culture requires extensive plantings of this colour. It is taught in school, even. It is even called “fall colour.” It is the east in the west, really. This is history, written in a story of loss and longing, of the pain of separation and an attempt to heal it with physical gestures of care. Let’s praise that care.
Let’s follow it.
Categories: Ethics, Floral, flower gardening, Gaia, History, invasive species, Land, landscaping, Nature Photography, Spirit, Urban Okanagan, weed-gardening
Okanagan Okanogan 
This post makes me confused and very sad…
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Oh, I’m so sorry. I meant only to point out that so many people came from eastern North America to the west, including so many women separated from their families, and it must have been hard. Many planted Eastern gardens to lessen the distance. This planting palette remains dominant today. It has nothing to do with location, but it has this sense of care, love and loss built into it, which are important things to honour, although the season attached to them, Fall, doesn’t exist here in any European or Eastern North American sense. When it does, it is an artwork. A beautiful one, for sure, but not a model for land use or ecological understanding. I’m sorry it makes you sad. I meant joy.
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