As I watched a bumblebee land lightly on the Russian sage I marveled at its lush branches The bush exploded with color its brilliant blue blossoms attracting eyes and bees alike nbsp nbsp nbsp nbsp nbsp Yet only last fall I rsquo d wondered if it would ever blossom again When my wife rsquo s parents trimmed the periwinkle plant down to a stub I rsquo d assumed they rsquo d decided to get rid of it But now I was witnessing the radiant result of pruning that had seemed brutal to me nbsp The surprising beauty that results from [... more]