If you live in California, especially in any of the numerous valleys, chances are good you have a citrus tree. If you don’t, probably a neighbor does. If you are Greek, you for sure do (and if you don’t, what the heck???).
Continue reading Citrus (Citrus Genus)
One of the things a person comes to accept about living in California is that there is a level of unpredictability when dealing with the seasons. You just learn to go with the flow.
Continue reading Snow! Snow! Snow! … For Now
Twenty-six years (and counting) of teaching has given me more than a little bit of experience in planning. It has also taught me that plans don’t mean jack-diddly-squat.
Continue reading The Best Laid Plans… Will Get Changed.
How long do you give plans a chance to work before you decide… meh, maybe it’s not happening? I mean, I’m a pretty stubborn person, but even I have my limits.
Continue reading The Third Time Wasn’t a Charm… Sort Of.
Kids in this part of California have never experienced the joy of missing school due to snow. Fog, on the other hand, is a different story.
Continue reading It’s Baaaaaack…
Let’s face it, plants that bloom in spring and summer get the lion’s share of attention in nursery’s and gardens. Soooo… what’s happening in your garden in the fall?
Continue reading “Everett’s Choice” California Fuchsia (Epilobium canum var. latifolium)
I guess this is the California version of the winter sleigh song, though if you go high up enough in the Sierra-Nevada mountains you will find snow. It’s just not where we were.
Continue reading Over the River-bed and through the Avocado Orchards to Grandfather’s House We Go…
One of the things missing from so many modern cultivars of plants is the one thing we keep sticking our noses into them for: fragrance. Yes, looks are good, but why not have both?
Continue reading California Lilac (Ceanothus spp.)
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Fine if you’re in a hurry, but it sure makes for a boring trip.
Continue reading Take the Detour
It’s 9:00 pm and the phone rings. “I don’t want to alarm you”, she says, “but J.D. hasn’t come home, yet. I figured 9:00 was the time to think about panicking.”
Continue reading And So It Begins…
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