Plants cry their gratitude for the sun in green joy. ~Terri Guillemets Nearly every year for the past 4 years, I’ve operated under the delusion that I am capable of growing a garden. In a near-manic state, I raid the local greenhouse of anything I think may be tasty (sometimes encouraged to buy more than … [Read more…]
I’m a little late this year in getting to my garden. Blame it on a colder spring (though really, the last few years were warmer than usual). Blame it on the rain, which has been over-abundant and wreaking havoc on outdoor activities. Or even my sinus infection, which is only just now winding down, nearly … [Read more…]
Gardens, as a rule, tend to stay where you put them. Better behaved than my children, they put down roots and get to business doing what they do, whether that be making flowers or fruit, foliage or fern, they’re fairly obedient. Give them some water, sun, food, and love, and you’ll be well-rewarded. My garden, … [Read more…]
Last year I dabbled in container gardening, an activity that helped me get through a lot of the helplessness I suffered post-discectomy and later, after I broke my foot. We didn’t have a bumper crop of produce, but the kids enjoyed the activity and the abundance of cherry tomatoes made up for the lack of … [Read more…]
I haven’t kept you well informed about the garden this summer, have I? After the early summer rains challenged my seedlings–and sanity–by inviting a hoard of fungus gnats to feast on my poor plants’ roots, I have been pretty quiet. No, gardening did not drive me insane. I did learn a lot, though. Like if … [Read more…]