December 9, 2021 Lovettsville, VA Dear Scott, My apologies for allowing your letter to float gently down through the inbox until it lodged somewhere between a reminder to pay my [...]
It’s happened again. The quizzical stare – the wide smile – the head cocked to one side, all ending with the tentative, half-apologetic question. And even though the asking of [...]
I am that friend/relation/rando who, fascinated by the snapshot of prevailing culture that characterizes a periodical, will happily accept your grandmother’s stack of fifty-year old magazines she couldn’t bear to [...]
My physical therapist recently asked the question as she was prodding and poking me this week, and it elicited an immediate positive reaction from the part of me that still [...]
I’m not opposed to a great Summer Romance. Temperate gardeners who have acted upon one of the many blatant hints I have dropped this season and picked up a copy [...]
September 4, 2021 Lovettsville, VA Dear Scott, It is as if Virginia Woolf & Jane Austen came together over a few drinks and birthed your last letter. What a read. [...]
“You mean you grow all these plants without a greenhouse?!?” came the shocked question during a tour of my garden last weekend. “Yes,” was the answer. A resounding yes. [...]
Sparked by Elizabeth’s zinnia post this week on the merits of plants she once considered to be the “low rent versions of dahlia,” I spent some time this morning considering [...]
I had promised Susan et al. to report on Cultivate a few short hours after attending this huge trade show in Columbus last week – back in person for the [...]
July 8, 2021 Lovettsville, VA Dear Scott, Just as I was beginning to think you’d finally expired face down in a root-infested trench, and that Michele might have seized upon [...]
Three warrior species are battling for dominance on the hillside outside my kitchen window. It is a cliched phrase in the garden writer’s book of spells, but it is nonetheless [...]
Last weekend a friend and I happened upon a neighborhood yard sale filled with all the stuff my kids will be flogging when my husband and I permanently exit stage [...]
