My thoughts were cold; stunted under the layers I had piled on for an early spring bike ride. My legs felt heavy as I pushed my pedals...

A little hint of bring orange caught our eye here and there in the garden this past week. Just a low-growing, chickweed-looking ground...

Planting in Succession Transient, fleeting, momentary… They are nature’s harbinger of a new cycle. Just when you thought winter would...

The garden is a demanding friend. It’s a mirror, really, of how well you’re keeping up. The more your give, the more it shows. However,...

In the monochromatic sweep of winter, nothing attracts the eye as much as the color red: cardinals, berries, bright red Christmas...

I walked along the dirt road with a shy, handsome young man. Thumping sounds of a summer concert faded into the distance. All around us,...

A few years back a soft, velvety rosette popped up in my garden bed. At first I thought it was lamb’s ear, but the leaves outgrew any I’d...

You’ve probably come across the saying, ‘Bloom where you’re planted.’ And it’s a great sentiment, especially for military families and...

When all the garden is brown and greyed, it’s hard to see life. But life there is. Emerging. Waiting for a little breeze to carry seeds...

Uproot. There is a time for digging up. For turning the soil. A love lost. Health unhinged. Wealth ripped away. Just like biting into...