Frank Gannon wrote this column for New Yorker, if I’m not mistaken, back in 1987. I think it deserves another run. I wrote a year ago for permission to publish, but so far cannot find the copyright owner. It’s about flowers and gardens, so perhaps it’s appropriate for this Valentine’s Day.

(Frank found this page somehow and has kindly granted his permission to post the article, which appeared in Atlantic, not New Yorker. Thanks, Frank!)