When I first started out with vegetables, I treated fertilizing like sprinkling salt on fries. A little here, a little there, and hope for the … Read More ›
I still chuckle when I think about my first spring planting of lettuce here on the farm. I’d been feeling ambitious, thinking, “Hey, lettuce is … Read More ›
There’s something striking about Japanese black pines. Their dark bark looks like charcoal on a winter’s day, and their needles fan out like green fireworks … Read More ›
When you spend your mornings checking on cornfields and your evenings tending to houseplants, you start to notice the same patterns everywhere. Healthy plants stand … Read More ›
When I first brought a Peperomia Hope into my farmhouse kitchen, I thought it would be as easy as my old pothos or my outdoor … Read More ›
I’ve been farming for years on open land, yet when my daughter moved into a small flat in Chicago she asked me, “Dad, how do … Read More ›
If you’re like me, you’ve probably been there — standing over your money tree with a furrowed brow, staring at its drooping yellow leaves and … Read More ›
If you’ve ever walked past a row of beans on a summer morning and heard the buzzing of bees between the leaves, you’ll know there’s … Read More ›
I still remember the first winter I planted a row of red twig dogwood along the edge of my farm lane. The fields were bare, … Read More ›