I dipped my oars into the cold, inky lake. Beads of water ran down the paddles and into little whirlpools created by each stroke. My...

As I walked down the snowy path with a sycamore stick in my hand, I tapped each arched limb and freed heavy snow from the many bent...

By Eve Goldstein Last year, at the age of 54, I decided to put up my first Christmas tree. That may seem odd to you but I wasn’t raised...

Stately, evergreen and a vigorous climber, English Ivy vines have been making “green walls” long before it became a thing. You’ve...

While many have said the burning question in the human heart is: “Why am I here?” I believe the question is not quite that vague. If we...

I’ve always loved mowing. There’s just something deeply satisfying to see all those little grass blades trimmed at the same height. (If...

Have you heard there’s a blight spreading through the community? It may be hard to detect, easy to prevent and worth your while to get...

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

He thought he’d play a trick on me. Just turned fourteen, my son - with a captive audience of a few friends – grabbed one of those crazy,...

I was devastated. The beautiful purple flowers fell off; one by one. A friend had given me her prized orchid a few weeks earlier as she...