School and work have resumed, but I still have my memories of our trip to Anchorage and the wilds of Alaska. Memories can lighten the days – in the midst of hard work you can stop and remember something wonderful like a grand vista of the
mountains, a delicious regional meal, time spent with friends and family in a new
location, and shared adventures. And, for me, recalling gardens, beautiful flowers, or something interesting in nature.
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| Annuals in Anchorage, Alaska brighten a rainy day. |
Some of my “plant memories” include the trolley ride we took
around the Anchorage vicinity – learning about the miniature, stunted spruce trees that can grow in permafrost (and about the Good Friday earthquake
in 1964, which registered 9.2 and lasted for over 5 minutes). The annuals we saw all over Anchorage
in hanging baskets, beds, borders, and containers – a celebration of riotous color
in the short, intense growing season of the far North. And the beautiful
landscaped yards that become wilderness at their borders (it must be a constant
battle to maintain that demarcation between tamed and wild)!
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| The trolley that took us all over Anchorage. |
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| City Hall with its borders of bright annuals. |
Some of the best memories revolve around seeing our son, meeting his lovely girlfriend, and seeing his art on display in Crush Bistro & Cellar. We had great
times visiting the studio, meeting for meals, and spending time together. My
husband and I miss them already, but it somehow helps to picture them in that wild
beautiful land, studying at the University of Alaska, Anchorage, and preparing for
their careers. And we can look forward to Christmas break!
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| Crush Bistro - you can see the art on display to the right. |
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