Category: Gardening

As I have said before, this time of year my garden is usually no good. Roses few and far between, ferns all crunchy, and only

My front garden has always been a white-ish garden, ruled by the rose bed. Very polite; non-revelatory. Somehow, that’s changing. The roses are still here

I understand and even celebrate that it’s possible to feel contented with the domestic life. However, the actuality seems to escape me. Simplicity, repetition, silence—not

Boo-yah for Spring! My front yard is preparing for the yearly white rose display. In May those bushes you see between the white iris-shaped flowers

It’s foggy here. My daphne with its lemon-sweet smell is in full flower. Small catkins and tiny cones hang from the tall alder in the

One thing about living in the same house for 35 years is exquisite familiarity with what it looks like at particular and specific times of

When new is scarce, gotta find surprise in the old. Last November I divided the last clump of daffodils from bulbs I planted over 30

My comments have been fixed. Is that not wonderful? You all are a gift.   We can travel, now. Also as was always possible, we

The first rose has bloomed in my garden. Nothing special. A garden variety one might even say, red rose. Doesn’t even smell like much of

We had a beautiful sunrise this morning; I could see it from bed when I woke. Last week our gardeners pruned my front yard rose