At the very edge of the city there’s a small park that I often walk through or sometimes we have spontaneous picnics in where we drink bottles of champagne. My favourite part of the park is the geometric water feature from the 80’s that offers curtains of mist that you can stand in the middle of. One day a friend of mine pointed out the rows of rosemary that lined the footpath. I was in disbelief about failing to notice them, but also excited about my future relationship with these plants. Unfortunately, the park is slightly out of my everyday way, and in reality I’ve rarely been able to successfully utilise this resource.
My preferred route to work involves walking through three parks. Today in park #2 the spring air was fragrant and I was admiring one of the triangular garden beds brimming with lavender and a vaguely familiar plant. I picked a stem and rubbed it between my fingers to release the rich smell of rosemary. With a smile I selected a couple more to take with me and eagerly planned the food that I would cook with it this week.
I like to think that the same landscaper designer is on a mission to supply limitless rosemary to people who like to walk through parks.