They say that once you plant cleome, it is a friend for life. Like the kind of friend who comes over to your house, plops down on the couch, eats all your food, takes over the TV and never leaves.… Read more ›
Today was one of those near perfect weather days that makes people move to places like San Diego, where they have them more frequently than we do here in Cleveland. Mid 70’s, Sunny with clear skies and just a nice… Read more ›
Here we are, looking at the middle of August, and as usual, my garden looks like crap. It looks like a black and white photo with green and brown instead. I hate this time of year. The heat has just… Read more ›
One thing I love about blogging is just how easy it makes it for anybody to add their thoughts to this space we call the World Wide Web. If you can write and send an email, you can keep a… Read more ›
If there is one thing that a gardener hates, it is inhibitions. How dare anybody or thing keep us from growing our gardens. And yet, this time of year, I see literally hundreds of gardens where the gardener has actively… Read more ›
No longer do I have to feel like the only girl on the block who hasn’t had to spread her branches to get a red tomato. My cherry Peacevine tomatoes have finally given up playing hard to get and have… Read more ›
I think that every gardener should have a well thought out stance on lawns. It is important in a gardener’s creed because it allows you to know exactly what the lawn to garden ratio of your yard will be. Yesterday,… Read more ›
I personally believe that we have the Romans to blame for today’s current water issues. Without the excesses of Roman society, particularly in the areas of fountains and hot water bath houses, we may have not discovered indoor plumbing for… Read more ›
This week three of my friends informed me that they had decided to end their (very) long term relationships. Two of the break-ups were a complete shock. They seemed like such happy couples. When things like this happen, it tends… Read more ›
Another fig is ripe on my fig tree and I will not be eating it… again. No, it won’t be the squirrels or crows that snitch it (though they often try. Thank the garden gods for my crazy, runt tom… Read more ›
