When I was kid and adults pulled out the standard kid question (“What do you want to be when you grow up?“), I always gave them a pretty standard kid answer (for the 1970’s) – an astronaut. Back then, I had every intention of being either the first person on Mars or the first woman on the moon. I was pretty hard core and eventually I went as far as learning how to fly, getting a degree in Applied Physics and going to work for Hughes Aircraft.
And what inspired this? Neil Armstrong, of course.
I gasped when I saw the first R.I.P post from a friend on Facebook. I suppose it is anything but surprising that a man should die at 82 after a full life, but nonetheless I felt the immediate sharpness of losing the knowledge that a person who inspired so much in me wasn’t still walking around living somewhere. In his honor I spent a few minutes pondering his life and how things looked and felt back then – not in Astronaut land, but in Garden Design land. It was kind of fun and made me feel a little less sad.
(Top image) Can you not picture Neil and his ‘Right Stuff’ gang strutting into a swank party around this pool? It’s Enid A. Haupt’s (editor and publisher of Seventeen magazine) garden in Palm Beach, Florida — circa 1969. Square pruned ficus make me swoon.
I’m charmed by this book (also circa 1969) about raised trough gardens. Doesn’t it seem like the title might have been NASA inspired?
British artist Tirzah Ravilious created this needlework piece depicting a woman watering her garden…its a little earlier than 1969 — but still — it completely charms me and recalls the time.