Why do gardens matter?

In this age of hyper-technology and a corresponding increase in nature blindness, why do gardens matter? This is the question I’ve pondered all spring as I work in my own garden. The garden seems to be the only thing that soothes my soul this spring, and yet, in my career, I, like many of you,…

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…

Before the spring freeze

Will it freeze tonight? In our house, we always say, “Is the Pope Catholic?” Yes, it’s going to freeze. Before the projected cold front robbed my garden of its spring grandeur, I took some pictures in the snow. I want to share the heartbreak that is often a prairie spring. Yes, you read that right….

Silent summer

As soon as the sun rises, I wander the paths of my garden. Gravel crunches under my sandles. Small green frogs and toads jump above and below plants while earthworms crawl beneath the soil. Winged insects feast upon nectar, pollen and even each other. Creatures climb over vegetables and lie beneath tomatoes as tall as skyscrapers…

Rose Rosette Disease in Oklahoma

Last week, when I was at the second annual Garden2Blog, I asked Allen if he’s seen any Rose Rosette Disease in Little Rock. He knew immediately what I was talking about, and he said he hadn’t seen “witch’s broom,” the more common name for what is currently being classified as a rose virus. As we…

A bit of cloud in the red dirt sky

I wasn’t going to write this post because I believe you’d rather not hear me whine. However, Non-gardening, best friend (NGBF), Aimee, convinced me you might need to hear when I’m feeling a bit blue too. She planted tomatoes and herbs yesterday by the way, and they are in beautiful colored pots. Go Aimee! Beyond…