“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?
“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." John Howard Bryant, American farmer/poet Flowers are setting seed. Herbs are setting seed. Fat spiders have made wooly nests for their eggs in every crevice. Somewhat tattered butterflies have already tucked their next generation under leaves. A no-fuss lunch -- basically garden to table. It's true. All through the garden,… Continue reading Liz’s autumn-garden pesto
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet" The morning glory we knew. The mysterious white-flowered vine, not so much. There was a time when we didn't even know there was a vine. Our real estate agent, who lived in the… Continue reading Mystery vine
“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.” Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish writer The goldfinches aren't touching the flowers that are already in seed state, of course. They want the fresh stuff! Were goldfinches not so insanely cute, I wouldn't be nearly so tolerant. They're out there,… Continue reading Going to seed