I nearly walked into this one with a load of laundry in my arms. The last time I got too close, one of them got on me. It was not pretty.
Every gardener needs a helper.
Saturday, 5 a.m. No alarm set, no work to hurry to, no rush-hour commute to battle. So why in God’s name am I awake??!!
If you love leafy greens, you can’t go wrong with chard. Talk about easy and reliable! My garden seldom goes without this delicious staple in the ground.
I sooo wanted this one to work. I was enchanted by the tasty little grapes and was equally excited that they were Greek in origin. But alas, it turned out to not live up to our expectations. Continue reading Corinth Grape (Vitis vinifera): On the No Grow List
The scent of lavender is incomparable. Good thing that lavenders tend to be profuse bloomers!
We recently ripped out a Corinth grape that wouldn’t play nice with its neighbors and are replacing it with something we hope can just get along. Sometimes you just have to start over.
Don’t let her peaceful appearance fool you. This one is wild. She’s a pain, too. This is Artemis, and I think her name suits her a little too well.
Did you know that California Poppies come in colors other than orange? They can be in shades of cream, pink, and yellow, too! So far I have the orange and cream popping up, waiting for a few more colors to come soon.
I have come to embrace the fact that so much of what I make is often in response to having food on the verge of giving up on the world. The thought of wasting food becomes a great motivator to get off my behind and go do something about it.
When you buy large quantities of certain foods, you may find yourself questioning your ability to judge how much you actually needed of said certain food. Then you find yourself questioning how to use up said certain food.
Okay, a couple of weeks may not qualify as a “blink” to some people, but no matter. The idea is that things can change so quickly when you aren’t looking, and then when you do look… Hey?! When did that happen?!
My mom pretty much hates beans. My dad loves them. It’s a mixed marriage.