Still living on Tucson time

Just back from the GWA Symposium in Tucson, I’m jet-lagged and dry as a corn husk, but I am happy. I didn’t know what to expect of Tucson or the Sonoran Desert. On maps, the area is large and brown, but in person, it is . . . Wow! I’ve driven through Arizona and stopped at…

Only the strong survive

Survivors, the strong ones, the pioneers, the natives . . . am I speaking of people or plants? The same rules apply. You gotta be tough to make it out here. Perhaps, as the song says, “Only the good die young,” but I don’t think so. Instead, Billy Joel should sing, “Only the strong survive.”…

Pollinating summer squash

All looks well in my vegetable patch doesn’t it? Well, looks can be a bit deceiving. As you may know, I have very few bumblebees this year. All pollinators are down in spite of my efforts to spray nothing harmful and to grow all their favorite foods. Summer squash and other cucurbits are not wind pollinated…

My fruity front yard

When we were in Asheville, we visited a lot of beautiful, creative and interesting gardens. The last one I saw was Nan Chase’s front yard where she grows lots of food mixed in with her ornamental plants. She has fruit trees and artichokes–Bill now wants one, dang it! She also grows other edibles. As we…

Grow Cook Eat by Willi Galloway

One of my very, dear friends has written a book full of insight and inspiration. Grow Cook Eat: A Food Lover’s Guide to Vegetable Gardening, Including 50 Recipes, Plus Harvesting and Storage Tips, by Willi Galloway is a feast for the eyes. Willi has tapped into something I haven’t seen in other gardening books lately….

Vertical gardening with Garden Up!

Two friends, Rebecca Sweet and Susan Morrison, have teamed up to create a fun new gardening book, Garden Up!: Smart Vertical Gardening for Small and Large Spaces. Their publisher kindly sent me a review copy, but I would have bought the book anyway for the design concepts and beautiful photographs. From the cover you can…

I heard a bird sing today

His voice was low and sweet. Not the chip-chip of Mr. Cardinal calling to his mate, this was a long and beautiful melody celebrating the warmer weather. “Watch out, birdie,” I thought, “Winter isn’t over yet.” I couldn’t see him as he flit from tree to tree, but his voice never left me as I…