Welcome!
I’m Dee Nash, a native Oklahoman, and I’ve gardened here since my teens. I know from personal experience how challenging our prairie climate can be.
But my blog isn’t just for Oklahomans. Gardening can be challenging in other climates too. So, I share how to garden wherever you grow.
Enjoy the garden you’ve always wanted!
Featured posts
Gardening with Alpha-gal Syndrome
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Dear Spring Garden, I love you
Dear Spring Garden, I love you. You are…
Easy plants for your containers
Last year, I wrote my container garden tutorial,…
A quick garden update
So, how is everyone’s garden season so far?…
I’m Pretty Random. That’s for Sure.
I didn't think anyone would ever tag me for a meme, but my Red Dirt Sister, Brenda, proved me wrong. Here are ten random things about me that you don't already know: 1. After college, I dyed my hair the lightest shade of blonde by using 40 volume peroxide. I wanted to be glamorous, and I thought this was the way. People told me I looked like Madonna. Looking back at the photos, all I can say is that they weren't telling the truth. I looked tired and old, and I was only twenty-six. 2. I met HH when I was fifteen, and he was twenty-four. I was his sister's best friend, and he barely noticed me, but I noticed him. I thought he was the handsomest and kindest person I ever met. Years, later, when I was twenty-seven, we re-met, and the rest is history. I guess he liked...
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Nine Years Ago Today
Nine years ago, it was snowing outside. Today, it is 80 degrees F. Nine years ago, I held the soft, tender form of my youngest for the first time. Today, clad in a Life is Good t-shirt, blue jeans and navy blue Converse, she's following me through yet another garden nursery trying not to roll her eyes. She drifts away, looking for a playground amidst the trays and flats of spring flowers. I'm lost in a Viola reverie when she taps me on the shoulder and says "Can I have this plant?" Her slightly grubby hands are clasped around a rust-colored, plastic container. Silvery blue foliage peeks out from the top. A Dusty Miller. I'm not surprised at her choice. Just appalled. She is always drawn to silver, drought resistant plants like Lamb's Ears or Artemisia. Most of the time that's great. Noble even, but not now. Inside, I shudder....
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Easter Monday
Whew! I survived Easter Sunday again. I had all these posts lined up in my head for Holy Week, but I was too busy preparing for the big day. I'll do them next year. Easter at our house is a grand event and not just because the Lord has risen. All of HH's family (anywhere from twenty-eight to forty-three people) and my little one (two or three) descend upon our house bearing food and candy-filled plastic eggs; except Grandpa, who places money in his. The tradition began years ago when our child, Ashley, now thirty-one, was our only one. We start the day with church. Then, we run home, usually stopping at the store for last minute items on the way; we set up the remaining tables; put out what's left of the Easter decorations; and make last minute food. We pause, take a deep breath and the doorbell rings....
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In Spring’s Honor, A Gluten Free Soup
Daffodil sky Welcome, Spring! I created this soup for you because, yesterday, it was rainy and a little chilly here. I needed something bright and cheery to keep me warm. After going gluten and dairy free, I developed an intense friendship with Asian foods. When I crave something, it is usually a little spicy with a hint of curry. I don't mean traditional Chinese cuisine, which relies heavily on regular soy sauce (which we can't have,) but instead Thai and Vietnamese foods. After a long day, these rice based cuisines soothe my weary gf soul. Without further ado, I bring you: Asian inspired gluten free soup Asian Inspired Spring Soup One whole Chicken, cooked in salted and peppered water, and de-boned. I really like Smart Chicken. Chop up the meat into bite sized pieces. Into the remaining broth add: Two cups of gf noodles.I used Tinkyada penne. Cook the noodles...
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