The first time I lost a plant indoors, I blamed everything except the soil. I thought maybe it was the light. Maybe I watered too … Read More ›
I remember the year my broccoli nearly broke my confidence. The leaves looked healthy at first, big and green, and I was already imagining tight, … Read More ›
The first time I grew strawberries, I thought I had everything under control. The plants were green, the flowers were coming in strong, and I … Read More ›
The first time I tried growing hostas from seed, I almost gave up halfway through. I was used to buying plump nursery plants with thick … Read More ›
The first time I planted Heuchera along the edge of my porch, I did it almost as an afterthought. I had a few empty spaces … Read More ›
There are some flowers that shout for attention, and then there are those that quietly steal your heart. Love in a Mist, also known as … Read More ›
There is something satisfying about stepping outside with a pair of scissors and snipping fresh green onions for dinner. I still remember the first time … Read More ›
Every February, when the fields are still quiet and the wind cuts across the barn like it has something to prove, I start thinking about … Read More ›
The first time I tried growing carrots, I pulled up what looked like orange toothpicks. Thin. Twisted. Some barely longer than my finger. I remember … Read More ›
I still remember the first time I planted Creeping Myrtle along the edge of our old tool shed. That patch of ground had defeated everything … Read More ›