Category: Gardening

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

Today we’ve got the good fortune and privilege of a guest post from my friend, Marchelle. AKA @afroliage on Instagram, she writes from her garden

All my roses die differently. I have, I am counting in my mind, six cultivars. My one tea rose, Honor, it’s called, holds on with

As the world has both stood still and erupted on its axis, my garden has kept going. Persistent little noodge. In the long view, several