When The Fixer and I moved to this property over 10 years ago, I needed gardens fast. Moving households for me has always meant moving plants. The number had grown over the years, and I had plastic bins and trashcans full of roses, irises, peonies, and other cherished passalong plants. I even had a trash …
Gardening Gear
In these shoes? I don’t think so!
Gardeners are on their feet – a lot! Is it a cliché that women love shoes? Expensive shoes? Lots of them? But what happens when we go to the garden? We give our feet the Cinderella treatment. I don’t mean the fairy tale ending, prince charming sweeping treatment. I’m talking about the relegation-of-the-lowliest chores kind …
The Fixer
My friends’ children are all getting married these days and having babies themselves. When you get to a certain age, girlfriend conversations invariably turn to “what do you think is the most important thing to look for in a mate”. The amusing answers, rich and employed, are suggested and quickly turn to – loving, a …
Watering in Pajamas
Although we only have a 1.5-acre lot, we have enjoyed absolute privacy because our neighbors on all sides of us have large acreages. But recently there has been a change and now we have a new couple who live close by my gardens. In the mornings, they like to walk the driveway that lines many …
The Disabled Gardener vs. the Chip Pile
The Mandalorian is not a show that I would watch – normally. You see, I don’t enjoy futuristic, dystopian shows. It bothers me to think of a desolate and barren future. Isn’t there a place in the future for beauty? And flowers? And color? I also don’t like shooting and fighting. So, there is nothing …