In the 3rd-century BC, with the planting of a single tree, the city of Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka, became a sacred place. The tree was grown from a cutting from a holy tree in Bodh Gaya, under which Buddha had found enlightenment.
Two eccentric brothers create wonderfully idiosyncratic gardens an hour’s distance apart on an enchanted island off the tip of India. Sibling rivalry? Perhaps. The results: spectacular. I visited both gardens recently, unprepared not only for their beauty and originality but for the distinctive nature of the two men’s designs, each as revealing as diary entries. The brothers, brilliant in their own ways and as different from one another as their gardens, are gone. But here, in vernal splendor, the two documents of their lives bloom on.