A Final Garden Update

Well, it’s that time of year again. At least for gardeners in the north.And while we usually don’t experience a frost until the beginning to the middle of October, this year our first frost occurred three nights ago. A few days before that, my husband and I tore out all of the spent plants. IContinue reading “A Final Garden Update”

Practical Memories: One Teacher’s Attempt at Cultivating Potential

  This post is a continuation of “A Herbal Beginning.”     The years I spent in high school were a lowlight for me–all four years. Every day was a struggle, largely due to the machinations of a series of nefarious women who would—absurdly—assume the “stepmother” moniker and who were adept in their ability to atContinue reading “Practical Memories: One Teacher’s Attempt at Cultivating Potential”

Comfort, Thy Name is Chowder

     Here in Michigan, spring weather seems to fluctuate more than the stock market. Yesterday, I awoke to temperatures in the 60’s—nice! Today? Not so nice—in fact, 49 degrees of not so nice.     My choice for a supper-time meal tends to reflect the weather of that day. Eighty degrees? Pasta with veggies (from the garden!),Continue reading “Comfort, Thy Name is Chowder”

A Herbal Beginning

     My family and I have moved six times during the past nine years, and after each one, as soon as we were settled and the weather permitted, I would seek out the local nurseries and purchase several herb plants. Basil, parsley, sage, thyme and oregano were must-haves, of course. But I delighted in discoveringContinue reading “A Herbal Beginning”

Twenty Questions: Gardening (a thinned-out version)

As you know by now, the planned Twenty Questions game with my four original panelists was scrapped due to an unexpected and urgent matter. Therefore, I have decided to present a few of my images here and give you the opportunity to guess their identities. I cannot offer the types of prizes I furnished toContinue reading “Twenty Questions: Gardening (a thinned-out version)”

Ode to The Fairy Clock

Ragged leaves, like lion’s fangs, Yellow tops that shout. My life so brief, from dirt I sprang, To color all about. I’m fruitful now! Thanks bumblebee! My strength today rebounds. The waiting starts, no wings for me! White comely hair astounds. The wind is strong, is this the day? My bristles on standby. They leaveContinue reading “Ode to The Fairy Clock”