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Yes, I know it’s Mother’s Day; everyone will be blogging about Mother’s Day today. Since she has agreed to be mentioned on this blog, my mother makes regular dramatic appearances. I’m grateful for her influence in my life. Thank you, … Continue reading
I have one more garden. It’s a 10 foot by 10 foot garden in an undisclosed location. It’s a long story and it’s complicated. There’s a lot going on here. I’m not ready to talk about it yet.
Where ever I have lived, I have planted the required Memorial Day geraniums, summer marigolds, and fall mums. These are easy plants. For one brief summer in Portland, Maine, I had a little four-foot square garden, but I didn’t know … Continue reading
Beautiful, wild, and free. Like Texas.
If you’re a new reader, you might think today’s post is strange. Let me quickly set the stage for you: I don’t have particularly restful sleep and sometimes when I try to improve it, I have funny dreams. It all … Continue reading
When I first started growing stuff, I grew flowers. I planted these daffodil bulbs over on The Farm almost 10 years ago and then I forgot about them. They didn’t forget about me.
I haven’t always been the volunteer coordinator at the Hampton Victory Garden. Cindy preceded me and she’s good at remembering the important things, like planting tulips. I’m glad she did. Take a picture of a blooming tulip today!
I was invited to a fancy party last Friday night. The theme was “3 Comedians and 3 Cocktails.” The invitation left out the part about 3,000 tiny appetizers, so they were a pleasant surprise. I finagled an invitation for my … Continue reading
I’ve gone to Maine a lot lately. I went to the Portland Flower Show, I went to Portland again to retrieve some forgotten gloves, and this week I had to go to Brunswick for a funeral. Two weeks ago, while … Continue reading