She was a keen gardener, and her poetry was informed by her horticultural and botanical eye. Robins, fir-trees, mushrooms - the landscape provided her with an animated symbolic universe.
But this was not simply bland naturalism. The landscape had to be transformed by an engaged, enriching consciousness - what she called 'revery'. I'll leave the final word to Ms. Dickinson, with her customary economy:
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,—(Photo: courtesy of David Gunter)
One clover, and a bee,
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.