my stewartia pseudocamellia grows up
ONE OF US IS GETTING OLD, EITHER ME OR THE STEWARTIA. That realization struck this morning when I glimpsed its flowers from my bedroom window, something that wasn’t possible from that distant vantage point in all the years before. Either it has reached a height or I’ve reached an age where things are starting to come into sharper focus. If you haven’t read it, here’s a profile of one of my favorite small trees, Stewartia pseudocamellia.