We all think about how we can make the most of our time. So there I was, considering the seed…
I talk too much. Three times this past week I have invited interested gardeners over to look at this creation….
T here is more than meets the eye in a garden. Liz Johnson and I shared many a pot of…
Please, don’t let Al Gore know how much I’m loving this March and April. I feel like I should be…
Never in the 44 years of living in Alaska have I had a garden party the first weekend of April,…
It isn’t all that unusual to have five inches of new snow on the first day of spring. There are…
There is nothing that irritates me more than the month of March. Well, national politics but that’s only this year….
So here it is Sunday evening at elevation 396 feet. I spent the afternoon shaking almost two feet of wet,…
This column is being written on Super Bowl Sunday. Taking into consideration that it would be impossible for me to…
Never ever have I had a garden take such a leisurely farewell. Well, maybe last year’s. Maybe I need to…
John and I took a lovely walk on the logging roads accessed off Knob Hill. Used now by hunters, they…
I’ve been doing a lot of looking around this week, looking to see what is still in bloom, lots actually….
W ho would have thought that I would have to spend a chunk of August in Detroit? That’s right, Detroit….
