I always forget how busy this time of year is in the garden. The season is definitely changing—shorter days, a different quality of light, a new smell to the air, and cooler nights even though days are sometimes still pretty warm. In the “old days” our average first frost date
It is the time of the season when the garden has gone feral, relieving me of all illusions that I ever had any control over anything. At first I feel horror, what sort of terrible gardener am I to allow such wanton wildness? The glossy pages of a garden magazine
I got a second COVID booster Friday afternoon and I expected the side effects would be very much like the last booster—sore arm, headache, and really tired for about 36 hours. So I was super surprised that after the headache I got vertigo. It wasn’t bad. As long as I
For all the years I have grown a garden, at home when I was a kid, on a sunny balcony in containers, in my own little slice of urban yard, I have learned a lot, mostly by trial and error but also through reading and talking to people. And I
I have not managed to make the time to write a proper post this weekend, but that’s ok. It’s good to do the things that need to be done when they need to be done, like write a letter to an old friend who needs some kind words, or go