January 21, 2026 Charles Edward Faxon, William Roy Genders, Christian Dior, A Year of Garden-Inspired Living by Linda Vater, and Squirrel Appreciation Day

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Today’s Show Notes

This is the season when gardeners live a little more in the imagination. We watch winter light move across bare branches, notice the architecture of trees, and make plans we can’t quite act on yet.

So today feels right for honoring people who worked quietly — not as household names, but as steady hands who loved the natural world and served it with patience, consistency, and craft.

Today’s Garden History

1846 Charles Edward Faxon was born in Massachusetts.

If you’ve ever fallen in love with a botanical book because of its illustrations, there’s a good chance you already understand Faxon’s gift. He trained as a civil engineer, but plants pulled him in. He taught botany and eventually joined the Arnold Arboretum in Jamaica Plain, where he helped develop the herbarium and library.

Faxon’s lasting legacy is drawing. He possessed a rare combination: an artist’s eye, a botanist’s discipline, and the patience to sit with a specimen until its truth came through. Leaves. Flowers. Fruit. Seed. The parts that matter when you’re trying to really know a tree.

He illustrated major works with Charles Sprague Sargent, including the great American tree books that helped people recognize their own forests. Hundreds and hundreds of drawings — not decorative, but instructive. The kind of art that teaches you how to see.

Faxon never chased the spotlight. He served the work, the collection, the record. If you’ve ever pressed a leaf into a book, carefully labeled a seed packet, or taken a photo just so you’d remember what something looked like — you’re part of that same tradition.

1913 William Roy Genders was born.

Genders lived more than one life. As a young man, he played first-class cricket after the war. Alongside that, he wrote extensively about gardening. His book titles alone tell you who he was writing for: Soft Fruit, The Epicure’s Garden, works on mushrooms, scent, old-fashioned flowers, and practical plants for everyday use.

He wrote from experience, not from a pedestal. And there’s a small, telling detail tucked into one of his books, The Scented Wild Flowers of Britain. It’s dedicated simply,

“To the memory of my parents.”

That’s a gardener’s dedication. A lineage acknowledgment. A quiet recognition that what we love is often inherited.

Faxon drew plants so people could recognize them. Genders described plants so people could live with them. Two different kinds of devotion. Same root.

Unearthed Words

In today’s Unearthed Words, we hear from Christian Dior:

“After women, flowers are the most divine creations.”

Whatever you think of fashion, that sentence is pure gardener. Because if you’ve ever stood in a winter garden and remembered the roses — or opened a seed catalog like it was a devotional — you know exactly what he meant.

Book Recommendation

A Year of Garden-Inspired Living: Season by Season by Linda Vater

This is a book for gardeners who want to live seasonally even when the garden itself is quiet.

A Year of Garden-Inspired Living offers ideas for carrying the feeling of the garden into daily life — through the whole year. It’s less about productivity and more about presence: how to notice, arrange, celebrate, and mark time when there’s nothing to harvest and nowhere to dig.

It’s the kind of winter reading that doesn’t make you feel behind. It makes you feel accompanied.

Botanic Spark

January 21st is Squirrel Appreciation Day.

If you want to think of squirrels as fellow gardeners, you can. They plant trees one forgotten nut at a time.

So it feels right to end with Emily Dickinson’s poem “The Squirrel.”

Whisky Frisky,
Hippity hop,
Up he goes
To the tree top!

Whirly, twirly,
Round and round
Down he scampers
To the ground.

Furly, curly,
What a tail!
Tall as a feather
Broad as a sail

Emily understood something simple — and so do squirrels.

Not everything that looks promising is worth the effort.

A nut can be hollow.

What matters is what’s inside.

Emily ends her poem this way:

Experiment to me
Is every one I meet.
If it contain a kernel?
The figure of a nut

Presents upon a tree,
Equally plausibly;
But meat within is requisite,
To squirrels and to me.

Squirrels test.

They choose.

And they move on if there’s nothing there.

It’s a quiet lesson the garden keeps offering us again and again: be discerning.

Tend what sustains you.

Final Thoughts

Wherever you are, whatever season you’re in, may you find something today worth tending.

Thanks for listening to The Daily Gardener.
And remember, for a happy, healthy life, garden every day.