There were many beautiful plants in Dad’s garden; many rhodies, the cyclamen ran wild, and many other perennials too. He did not grow annuals.

Rhododendron Fuselier and the Clematis
The front bed
An azalea
More cyclamen, under all the rhododendrons
And his father’s trillium, named after him, Trillium Hiibersoni
The two apples trees, with the apples we loved. The spartan here
and the Cox’s Orange Pippin, the best apple