This is partly the fault of the engineers who laid out this neighborhood a century ago. They made the street jog a half block to the north right at the corner where our house sits. Hence, our front yard faces one street and the backyard faces another. Two front yards. Each with an address at… Continue reading My garden has a mullet
" ... when the world is mud-luscious ... when the world is puddle-wonderful..." E.E. Cummings, American poet There are still patches of dirt-speckled snow on the ground here and there. There will probably be a fresh layer or two to come. But, winter's grip is broken in this part of Appalachia. It's true. Birds are whoop-de-doing… Continue reading Appalachian spring
“It always amazes me to look at the little, wrinkled brown seeds and think of the rainbows in 'em," said Captain Jim." L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams Dickon Sowerby and The Secret Garden. Hercule Poirot and his vegetable mallows. Have you ever noticed that literary gardeners are often just short of supernatural? In scripture,… Continue reading 3 truths learned in the 2020 garden
“The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.” Neil Gaiman, British author I once had a friend who was a commercial herb grower. Her gardens were immense, of course, and filled with all sorts of interesting things. What fascinated me most about… Continue reading House-itosis simmering pot
“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” Leo Tolstoy, Russian novelist The view from our kitchen window is different than it has ever been in the 12 years we have lived in this very old house. It's also different from outside the house, which is located on a busy… Continue reading Hot mess or hot opportunity?