My city highrise garden
Roof gardening Urban gardening Anecdotes
Rutgers University Press
2017
EISBN 9780813588902
Hello, terrace.
Wind.
The birches.
The chores of March.
A water feature.
Bushels of peaches.
A field of coreopsis.
Experimental stations.
Coming up roses.
Butterflies in the garden.
Daylily dreams.
A peony bush.
Hydrangeas.
My thirty-year geraniums.
My iris experience.
Riotous annuals.
Boston ivy.
Honeysuckle is nostalgia.
Helping a clematis.
Alas, the roaming cat.
The mockingbird on the rooftop.
Fall is for reckoning.
Epilogue: A woman's way.
Gardening on rooftops, balconies, and terraces is a popular trend. After thirty-five years of experience, Susan Brownmiller writes with honesty and humor about her oasis twenty floors above a Manhattan street. She reports the catastrophes: losing daytime access during building-wide renovations; assaults from a mockingbird during his mating season. And the joys: a peach tree fruited for fifteen years; the windswept birches lasted for twenty-five. Butterflies and bees pay annual visits. She pampers a buddleia, a honeysuckle, roses, hydrangeas, and more. Her adventures celebrate the tenacity of nature, inviting readers to marvel at her garden's resilience, and her own.
Wind.
The birches.
The chores of March.
A water feature.
Bushels of peaches.
A field of coreopsis.
Experimental stations.
Coming up roses.
Butterflies in the garden.
Daylily dreams.
A peony bush.
Hydrangeas.
My thirty-year geraniums.
My iris experience.
Riotous annuals.
Boston ivy.
Honeysuckle is nostalgia.
Helping a clematis.
Alas, the roaming cat.
The mockingbird on the rooftop.
Fall is for reckoning.
Epilogue: A woman's way.
Gardening on rooftops, balconies, and terraces is a popular trend. After thirty-five years of experience, Susan Brownmiller writes with honesty and humor about her oasis twenty floors above a Manhattan street. She reports the catastrophes: losing daytime access during building-wide renovations; assaults from a mockingbird during his mating season. And the joys: a peach tree fruited for fifteen years; the windswept birches lasted for twenty-five. Butterflies and bees pay annual visits. She pampers a buddleia, a honeysuckle, roses, hydrangeas, and more. Her adventures celebrate the tenacity of nature, inviting readers to marvel at her garden's resilience, and her own.
