I have never been so happy to see seed catalogues land in my mailbox as this year. As they have arrived the past few days and weeks, I’ve started to realize that these print “relics” are not only a lifeline connecting us with the past, an admirably tactile holdout in the face of the Internetification of everything.  They are also that annual refreshing tonic of horticultural hope, and a beacon of normalcy in this mad world of ours. 

Mine are mostly glossy, with a floriferous bias, and unused for actual ordering.  But as reading material, inspiration and dreamy fantasy, they are extra-treasured companions – this January in particular. 

As the catalogues pile up, we have a dizzying  abundance of plants to select from – so many new and familiar faces. They often look intriguing, sometimes they seem impossible but still enticing, and, occasionally, I can’t quite tell which from the photo.  Some get circled, pages get dog eared, and certain newbies are researched further or checked against other catalogues for pricing. 

This reassuringly perennial tradition soothes and calms the dark days of winter.  We can still imagine and envision.  There will be a summer ahead.  The garden will return and within it we will find solace and delight. 

There are some extra-enticing seed catalogue descriptions that rise to the level of, well, flowery language.  My favorite so far is from Hudson Valley Seed Co.:

“Flowers are the cushions of life, there to soothe us through the intense and upsetting moments that are part of the human experience. They proclaim: Life persists! Beauty persists! Delight in color! Delight in the present moment! Pincushion Flower, also known as Scabiosa, speaks in a quiet but abundant way, its profuse compact blooms form a constellation above pretty leaves, and its naturally long stems make it great for cutting. In the home or in the garden, these pincushions will absorb your sharp edges.”

Yes, please! I’ll take two. 

 

Vintage images from Smithsonian open source