It's also been said our managed landscapes -- parks,
roadsides, and gardens -- are wildlife refuges; places where a little could
help a lot. But in reality, these spaces make up only a small percentage of
what can help wildness thrive, and yet they are also the key places that can
wake us to the larger changes we can make (agriculture, consumerism), helping
us become intimate again with a faltering
natural world defined by human estrangement.
Our gardens matter not because they can literally save
species, but because they are a call to action. They are living testaments to
our wonder and joy, our part of the larger world and the web of life. Gardens
matter because they bring birds and butterflies closer to us, they help release
endorphins that make us feel happy, maybe even spur empathy as we learn again
to care selflessly for other species simply because it's the right or ethical
thing to do.
When we learn what our landscapes can do, how they can help
directly for wildlife and as symbols for people -- when we learn how essential
native plants are, how gardens can sequester carbon and filter water and serve
as larval hosts -- then the choices we make after these revelations carry even
more weight. Do we choose to garden for ourselves only, for our idea of beauty
alone, or do we more fully -- more equally -- integrate a selfless gardening
that creates mini ecosystems composed of essential native plants and designs
that mimic the natural, wilder areas just beyond the garden fence? Or do we
embrace our role as an indifferent species, bent on emotional and physical
conquest that will undermine our health, happiness, and peace in the years to
come.
Does a large home need all that grass and boxwood parterres?
Does that fit the local environment aesthetically and ecologically? What
happens when we go against the grain of our home places, when we can't or won't accept the natural beauty and purpose of our immediate world? What happens to a
species that sees landscapes as never quite right, never perfect enough, not
entirely what we want? Does that species lose any right to be part of the
larger world, does it lose its identity and potential to be something better?
Our gardens matter, and the way in which we create them,
grow them, and rethink them matters on a level far more important than whether
they simply function aesthetically. While we must always find a garden
beautiful, and while it will always be a kind of artifice, the truth is the
entire world is now a garden we have made. How we tend it, how we honor those
species we've ignored, dishonored, and betrayed, will say much about who we are
and who we will become. Our legacy won't be how pretty our gardens looked; our
legacy will be how gardens and other managed spaces woke us to a revolution of
belonging in this world, and a renaissance of ethical thinking that helped us
evolve into our fullest potential as stewards of life and as gardeners of our
own hearts.
1 comment:
Totally agree. My garden is a joy, inspiration, teacher and connects me to a deeper cycle of life....a connection easily lost in the busyness world.
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