NOTE: It is said that when you let a writer loose in a garden, you can expect perhaps-strange exultations framed by organic metaphors. Today I illustrate how that maxim might be true! While battling the gardener’s scourge that is Creeping Charlie, I found myself wondering why *rhizomes seem so widespread, so insistent and so successful. After a little research I found that this variety ofMORE...
Like an old squirrel?
Lately I’ve been looking out my window at the various places where I have planted, tended and harvested vegetables and flowers in past years. I’ve realized that I may have the same problem as some 1 older squirrels: I don’t remember where I put the nuts. (In my case, the seeds harvested from last year’s plants.) This may seem like a simple problem—just see what emerges when the ground warms, andMORE...
A weeding reverie
If you’re not a fan of weeding, this entry might strike you as odd: This guy really enjoys pulling weeds! But if you read along or watch my thoughts, you might start to understand why I can rhapsodize about the never-ending task of weeding. I really like to weed. Especially after a soaking rain, when the weed roots don’t have a tight grip on the soil. Especially in the morning, before theMORE...