Plants for potting up. I bought these from my local nursery, TLC. Whew! I've been working steadily to get The 20-30 Something Garden Guide done, and writing, proofing, editing doesn't leave much time for anything else, especially blogging. I miss you guys. I did write a post on the 20/30 Something blog if you want to go visit. Sedum in the pot for narcissus bulbs Still, I had one day this week where I stepped back from the computer and went to my local nursery. I needed to recharge my creative batteries. Working with my hands recharges my mind and soul in a way like nothing else. There were several things I wanted to do in the greenhouse including potting up. The other day I was with a friend, Robin Haglund from Garden Mentors, and she did some potting up when we were practicing media training. I hadn't heard the term...

I like Alys Fowler's writing, and while I am not enthusiastic about reading another vegetable gardening book right now--I'm writing my own, and I'm a bit tired of reading/writing about row covers--I love seeing Alys and her garden. That's why I enjoyed her first book, Garden Anywhere. The publisher of Alys' new-to-the-U.S. book, The Edible Garden: How to Have Your Garden and Eat It, Too, sent me a copy for review. The book was originally published as part of a BBC televsion series, but I guess, since Alys' first book did well in the U.S., they thought they would send this one over here also. I must say I like the cover of the U.S. paperback better than the original UK one which seems kinda stuffy. I also like how Alys opens The Edible Garden, "I want it all, the whole far-flung earth and everything in it." The back garden behind...

It may be winter outside, but in the greenhouse, it's always summer no matter what the weather. It's humid, warm and when the propane heater gets going, almost hot. I love it.

I got a big box in the mail. My postal carrier, who is a dear woman, drove it up my long driveway and honked for me to come outside. She said, "It looks like rain so I didn't want to leave this one in the box." We have a box just for packages on our fence. Keeps the dogs from tearing into them. Like Pooh Bear, I almost said, "Tut, tut . . .," but I didn't think she'd get the reference. She might even be offended. Does anyone even say "tut, tut" anymore? Probably not. Like The Little Engine That Could and The Little Red Hen (Paul Galdone Classics), Pooh's dialogue, in The Complete Tales of Winnie-the-Pooh, is mostly packed in mothballs these days. Please read these stories to your children. They will remember one day and thank you for it. Claire and I were discussing the first two...