Mar 15, 2011 | growing the spirit, Life's Gardens, my gardens, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 15 At the risk of beating the longing for spring to death, I want to confess that my impulse today was to scream at my landscape: “Wake UP!” I know my desire for the growing season to get on with it already is...
Mar 14, 2011 | my gardens, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 14 Inch by inch, as I said in my last post. I heard from several people who replied that where they live snow still blankets the landscape. My brother who lives in Atlanta tells me that the Bradford Pear tree outside...
Mar 12, 2011 | Life's Gardens, my gardens, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 12 We make our way toward spring. Taking pleasure in one small Helleborus orientalis or the Schlumbergera truncata (Thanksgiving cactus) that’s in full bloom again. Rejoicing in a day that is over 40 degrees....
Mar 10, 2011 | growing the spirit, Life's Gardens, my gardens, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 10 I recently met a woman who is a reader of this blog. “I’m interested in the way your mind works,” she said. I laughed, and we talked about grass seed, landscaping and everything except, thankfully, the workings of...
Mar 8, 2011 | Inspiration, Life's Gardens, my gardens, plants I love, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 8 So much of creativity starts with the materials. You find a particular plant, fabric, color or combination of words and it pushes you forward down a path of invention. You might not have intended to travel that road....
Mar 3, 2011 | my gardens, products I love, Report From An Opinionated Gardener
Report From An Opinionated Gardener – March 3 I came home in the early afternoon in order to write. As usual I sat in my bedroom near the windows, and was typing away on the laptop when I saw a flutter out of the corner of my eye. A bluebird had perched on the...
