As a landscape gardener, when I think of perennials, I define them as plants that I can count on being in my landscape, perhaps not forever, but for an extended period of time. It will go through phases, it will have some of the not so good years and then very good years, all of this mostly depends on the care and feeding of said plant. My interactions with my perennials can be compared to my relationships with people who are in my life.
There is a gentleman that I interact with everyday and ironically his name is Flowers. I count on seeing him and having indepth conversations with him about life….or at least his version of it. He is a 68 year old man from the south, who prides himself on taking care of things in my office. He is not perfect, but he is there. I know I can count on seeing him daily and when I don’t, I worry. Almost like after winter, that perennial you knew had it a bit rough last season, is not sprouting from the earth when you expected it to. All of a sudden, sure enough, it pushes through the earth….of course, when it is ready. That is my “Uncle Flowers”….