
As the Rhodo's make their show, I am reminded of a visit last year, to Captain Steele's. His daughter drove myself and two young B.C. plantswomen, up up and up the rough and rugged road behind his nursery in Rose Bay, N.S. The woodland was alight with a bazillion beautiful blooms; the beauty of this, I will never forget....and I can't help but believe Dick's spirit lives there.
We were gifted that day, with some of those blooms. I don't think I will ever look at a Rhododendron without thinking of him! He was a master hybridizer and a fine man.






