Last week I was tempted by a plastic container of absolutely perfect organically grown in the U.S.A. strawberries. Granted, the price tag should have...
It was so warm and beautiful last Sunday that I had to get out there in the dirt. I moved a couple of blueberry bushes. They were too close to my...
Some snowstorm last week. It seems all took the forecast seriously.
I am writing exactly in between the two holidays. I have a couple of Christmas observations. For starters, my hellebores, a.k.a. Christmas rose,...
I received an interesting book for Christmas, Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln’s Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities. I cannot wait to...
For years now the weather forecast has rarely, if ever, been accurate. Naturally, last week, I refused to believe that we were getting a cold spell...
It’s finally happened. I am still busy with my fall clean-ups of the gardens and Christmas and winter are rapidly approaching. I was dismayed last...
I read the best Calvin Trillin quote this week. “My mother served leftovers for 27 years. A team of anthropologists has been sent in search of the...
I was thinking of commenting on our weather the last week or so. I can’t remember such an early ground-covering snow like we had last Tuesday. It was...

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