Stocking Stuffers for the Gardener’s Soul

If truth be revealed, and you might well have suspected this by now, I am not exactly your typical gardener. I am, afterall, my Grandmother’s daughter. [See above.] Oh, I’m not above being seen with no makeup in my flannel pajama bottoms and a [cashmere, cough, cough] sweater with a [ditto] scarf wrapped around my […]

Hallowed Evening

As a little girl I can remember the awe I felt when I realized that on the night of Hallowe’en every door of every neighbor in my neighborhood became available to be opened. I could look inside. I could see who lived there, what their house looked like, at least from the vantage point of […]

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Mary, Mary, quite contrary How does your garden grow? With silver bells and cockle shells And pretty maids all in a row –Old English nursery rhyme I would be lying to you all if I let you think for a minute that my garden was all orderly, planned and laid out in neat rows. Not […]

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