Of love and late-summer flowers

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about love and late-summer flowers. I’m not sure what brought on these musings, but I think it may have something to do with turning the big double nickel last week. I’m a late-summer flower myself. I’m also helping my mother sell her home and move into independent living, letting…

Caterpillar rescue

Late summer is butterfly season at Little Cedar. It’s also caterpillar rescue season. As you probably already know, Monarch butterflies are in trouble, and I believe it’s backyard and community gardeners who will eventually save the day. At least that’s what I tell myself as I bring Monarch eggs and tiny caterpillars indoors every day….

Rain = sweet garden relief

As I woke this morning, I heard the unmistakable sound of raindrops hitting the skylight above my bed. I sat up and glanced outside. It was still dark. I couldn’t see, but I still breathed a sigh of sweet relief. Rain was falling on Oklahoma’s dry and dusty plains. The prognosticators predicted rain all week,…

No garden variety apologies needed

While shopping at box stores and garden nurseries, I often see old friends and meet new ones, usually over plants. In fact, it’s one of my favorite ways to meet people. At parties, when new friends learn I’m a garden writer, they seem to feel the need to apologize for their garden or lack of plant-growing…

Rain-soaked garden

Most of Oklahoma got rain night before last. The rain-soaked garden woke up yesterday morning to singing birds, crawling caterpillars and me stalking it with my camera. There is nothing more pleasurable than spring in an Oklahoma garden, except, maybe fall, but spring is being extra good to us this year. Rain in Oklahoma is cause…

Smiling through winter, an update

After last week’s post, I implemented my seven ways to smile through winter plan. This quiet season covers at least five months of the year in Oklahoma so smiling through winter is vital. Like Demeter, we gardeners pine for Persephone until she returns from Hades, and green shoots push forth from the earth once again. How did…