First Snow

I remember snowy winters, ice skating on frozen ponds, and igloos made out of snow. Igloos you crawl into to sit with your best friend and hide from the wind. I still have a fondness for snow. Not like the snows we had when I was growing up in Michigan , but the snow that…

Last Summer Days

I will hold on to warm days in the garden. Days of gentle breezes. Days with skies that hold the earth in a pallet of azure shades. Days when garden shadows play hide and seek between glints of light on flowering trees. Days in the garden witnessing the wonders of succession of bloom. When one…

My Potting Shed

"No worries", I told my husband when we moved into our new home. "There's plenty of room for my gardening paraphernalia in this garage." I claimed a corner, and added some old crates; eventually those crates were buried under a varied amount of essential necessities for work in the garden: hand trowels, pruning shears, an…