Author Archive: Betty Hanselman

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Garden Views

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Swans in winter . . . captured in timeless elegance and beauty by one of our crew members at a farm pond we renovated in Manheim, PA.
(Photos by Peter Dymond, Hanselman Landscape Garden Care Supervisor)
Renovations to this Central Pennsylvania farm pond included reshaping steep banks into gently sloping lawns for ease of mowing, surrounding the pond edge on one side with jumping rocks for water play, and adding a peninsula for sunny-day picnics.
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Curators of Living Art

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As garden artists and craftsmen, we take great joy in partnering with our clients to dream, design and then display their garden masterpieces. We are especially grateful when our clients also choose to retain us as curators, entrusting us with the nurture and oversight of their ‘living artwork’.

As curators of living art, our team members travel far and wide to expertly shape specimen trees, protect plants from diseases and pest infestations, and, in some cases, restore health and beauty to older gardens, where plants have been untended for a number of years. Regardless of location, our clients’ garden masterpieces grow in beauty, health and value when tended and monitored on a regular basis.

Contributed by Betty Hanselman
Gardener’s wife (& assistant curator of our ‘garden art’)

Team member, Sean Kramer, cares for the live portion of an art installation at the MIT Sloan School of Management in Cambridge, MA. Hanselman Landscape installed these Japanese Black Pines in 2010 as part of Chinese sculptor Cai Guo-Qiang’s work “Ring Stone”.

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Garden Views in Winter

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When a blanket of new-fallen snow softens the lines in the overall landscape, berries, boulders and branches are highlighted and redefined. A garden with interest and beauty in all seasons is a delight we enjoy sharing!
Shared by Betty Hanselman
Gardener’s wife (& winter garden explorer)
Fresh snowfall redefines stone steps with Pine and Boxwood plantings, front porch view, Deciduous Holly berries, and ‘tsukubai’ water feature in country garden, Central Pennsylvania.
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TINY COURTYARD GARDEN DELIVERS ENORMOUS DELIGHT!

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Immense joy is a daily experience for Rich and Kris ever since they chose to transform the problem area just outside their front door into an exquisite water garden. They can hardly believe the tranquility and loveliness of this space they used to avoid.
“This beautiful garden invites me to take time out–to sit and rest awhile,” smiles Kris. “Even when I am working in the kitchen, I can hear the water splashing onto the rocks. I never get tired of it!” A garden bench now sits adjacent to the garden, where Kris reads and recharges on temperate mornings, and where she and Rich often linger and catch up at day’s end.
According to James Hanselman of Hanselman Landscape, “This project was a joy for all of us! And it came about because Rich and Kris trusted us, even though the ideas we proposed were bigger than they imagined possible. Their trust gave us the freedom to be creative.”
How may we transform your living spaces–small or large–so that joy and peace are your daily experiences?
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WALKING IN A WINTER WONDERLAND

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Resolving to stay healthy in 2021, James and I are once again pulling on our winter boots and getting outside to walk around our property!
And in the process, Winter and I are getting better acquainted and I am once again enjoying this wildly unpredictable, bi-polar season of the year! My previous perception of Old Man Winter was prejudiced, determined by the snow storms that interfered with my schedule and the salty slush that messed up my floors; I’ve rarely chosen to experience, much less enjoy, Winter.
Now, however, James and I are crunching through ice-crusted snow or squelching through snowmelt–often in moonlight–tracking Orion’s climb across the heavens, passing beneath the rustle of wind-tossed Pines, and running up the rise to stand breathless and awed under the stars. By allowing myself to experience–and be OK with–biting cold and slippery surfaces, I am beginning to recognize and appreciate the beauty in this harsh, bone-numbing season–in the naked tree-silhouettes against the sky, the lonely cry of a hawk rending the silence, the whoosh of ice crystals against rocks, the diamond-sparkle of fresh snow in sunlight.
Winter slaps me in the face, waking me up to the stark beauty in the landscape, in the overarching sky, in our garden. It makes me feel, notice, hear things I wouldn’t attend to if I were comfortable. Winter reminds me that, in every season, there is unrelenting joy and beauty to discover if I will just go outside with eyes, ears, and heart wide open.