I love to water plants early in the morning before the heat sets in. I remember a misty morning as a child, swinging, watching my grandmother water her flowers. I hope they were roses or peonies. I remember a friend telling her young son there are places in the world…
For Sunday reflection, thoughts on heavenly resources, inspired by all the things that are mine for the asking at my favorite nursery. Healthy soil Fertile seeds Good gifts Best evergreen and perennial choice Turf protection Every possible kind of tool Earthenware and clay masterpieces Expert guide to the right light…
“ … didn’t want to come inside,” her text said. Hands finding dirt as she plants the vision she sees with confidence and clarity, she (my mother) is thriving. I am still trying to line up what I want where with what the sun will give. Bloom where you’re planted.…
I spent this cold morning thinking about Edison bistro lights, white geraniums, white bacopa, ivy and the 2020 annual of the year, Euphorbia. Diamond Snow grows densely rounded. Diamond Frost, to which last year’s growing adventure attests, will weave and poke its bright spirit into anything. And somehow that all…
I loved spring in my garden beds. It brought a little more fullness to the boxwood we were pruning in the Japanese cloud style. Blue delphinium, blue cranesbill geranium, pink clematis, pink and creamy English roses came into play all at the same time under the snowy watch of blooming…