Bumblebee on Gaillardia in the fall garden. There's a frenetic energy in the garden now. When I open the gate, the air is abuzz. With their voracious appetites, caterpillars munch to attain maximum girth before pupating. Adult Monarchs gather strength before continuing on their journey to Mexico. Where only weeks ago, the bees, wasps, hummingbird moths and butterflies moved methodically around the flowers, they now hurry and seem harassed. Do they know the days are already shorter? Is there a hormonal signal switching on and telling them there's only a little more time? The flowers, too, seem aware. With the rain and slightly cooler weather, they are reinforcing their blooming efforts. The annuals are almost crazy with new blooms. "Set seed before you die," they seem to say. I, however, am slowing down. The urgency of spring is past. The heat of summer is waning, and I'm just enjoying the...

Orignally published in the Spring 2008 OHS Horticulture Horizons newsletter. As avid gardeners, we search out the newest and best each spring, and we are tantalized by those plants with large advertising budgets: the "new and improved" hybrids, some of which do great here; others, quickly die. For example: does anyone remember Coreopsis 'Limerock Ruby?'  In my garden, it was beautiful throughout spring, but when summer's heat hit, like a tumbleweed, 'Limerock Ruby' shriveled up and blew away. This spring I converted four, large beds from mostly vegetables over to perennials and shrubs. Because of this, I became more aware of those plants I rely upon as backbones of my garden. These are the plants I reach for and divide every time I need something for a new space. Assured that they will perform, I place them first and then surround them with their highly touted, but possibly less hardy...

If it rains for three days straight with no signs of stopping anytime soon, she goes up the road to Sealed With a Kiss for a knitting class. SWAK is one of the coolest yarn shops around, and Sherry is one of the most patient instructors. The fact that it is located in Guthrie, Oklahoma, is astounding. There is also a second location in Oklahoma City. And, what color is RDR's project? Green, of course. By the end of this week, she hopes to have a full set of mitts (gloves sans fingers) to keep her little digits warm while she types, and the chill winds blow. Afterward, she returned home, cooked a chicken, and made gluten free chicken noodle soup similar to this along with cornbread. A girl's gotta have something to do besides cleaning house especially when it's the first day back to school for the Red Dirt...

I've reached a new level of garden craziness from which I may never return. This morning, before the sun completely broke the horizon into pink and blue hues, I was up and outside in my nightgown taking photos. The newly mowed grass stuck to my damp feet like green confetti , as I tried to capture my garden in the new dawn light. Don't worry, no one called the police; one advantage to living in the hinterlands. If you were here, you might ask me why I'm breaking my own vow of no writing or photography before a second cup of bracing black tea. I've joined the Olympics from my own backyard. Mary Ann, of Idaho Gardener and Idaho Gardening Examiner fame, created a challenge for all garden bloggers. In honor of the Olympics, she has pronounced today the Gardener Olympics. The rules as expressed by MA are: 1. You...