Yeah, yeah, I know it’s technically New Year’s Day. I’ll get to that at some point. You should know by…
An Offer I Can’t Refuse
I have spoken before about all the “helpful“ garden advice about deterring animals from munching on, digging in, and running…
We’re Going Crackers
My friend Beth and I often share our triumphs and defeats, our peri- and post menopausal crabbiness, and we are…
Empathy Is Wicked Hahd
I’m reading an Irish book about empathy; it’s called Ionbha: the Empathy Book for Ireland. The proceeds from the book…
Gahden of Expectations
Although it’s been a mild fall here in Boston, the gahden knows the time of year, and the plants started…
Sandy’s Lady of the Dance
You all know I go dancing on many Sundays to 70s and 80s music if I’m lucky, and to 90s…
Hope Is a Thing with Baby Fruit
It’s been a strange gahden year, or if we’re being positive, it’s been a year to learn stuff about plants…
A New Gahden Enemy
If you’ve been following me for a bit, you may recall I’ve done battle in the gahden, primarily with aphids,…
Psst. Nature’s Pissed.
Don’t look now, and keep your voice down, but with all this rain, you should know that the mushrooms are…
String Theory
Earlier this spring, I started putting out my 4 deck flower boxes. In the past, I’ve done it all in…