The Botanist (1917–2012)

The Botanist pointing ages ago

Always graceful, The Botanist preferred the out-of-doors, and unequivocally thought food sacred. He worked his garden to perfection, growing a wide variety of produce for his family, neighbors, and friends.

We lost him today, late in the afternoon, during a spring that came unseasonably early, allowing him to watch the asparagus become pickable by mid-March (unheard of here in SoMI), and the weeds march across the garden plot, except for the strawberry bed, weeded with care by my bro several weeks back.


  1. Pooh says:

    Sam, we are so sorry for your loss. I was fearing the worst when your post was missing for several days. I hope that your father’s crossing was peaceful. Seeing the picture of the three of you walking less than two months ago is a blessing, in that he didn’t suffer for years and years.

  2. le Marquis says:

    Sorry for your loss, Sam. It is tough to lose a parent, but to lose both, is so much harder. Prayers for your father, you and your family.

  3. kayak woman says:

    All I can think of to say is that it was a great honor to have known The Botanist.

  4. Jay says:

    I am so sorry, and so honored to have tasted the Botanist’s fare, albeight many years ago now.

  5. KAH says:

    Sam, H___ Road will never be the same. I am sad beyond any words to think that N___’s garden won’t have those large hands to go at it; and glad to realize that his asparagus made it early this year. You have had such a 2012… I am so glad you’re finally back home. Thank you for taking the time, making an effort to post the wonderful, moving photos.