April 17, 2009
This time of the year is all about gardening. Yesterday was spent in the kitchen garden (when I wasn't helping kiddos with sewing projects, babysitting slugs named Peanut Butter and preparing meals). Unfortunately the garden as whole doesn't photograph very well right now; there's not much growing. But if you ...
April 5, 2009
It started as an idea 3 years ago, a necessity really if we ever wanted to eat greens from our own garden. Urban soil in older neighborhoods is notoriously known for pollutants, our little lot being no different. May 2008: The bed is built, quite fittingly on Mother's Day - ...
April 1, 2009
I considered writing this in two separate posts so it would be more readable for the "masses" (all 16 of you) and more (are you ready for this honesty) Google searchable. Oops, did I actually say that? But forget Google, forget the masses! This is my blog I'll write it ...
March 8, 2009
The afternoon is waning. I should really get going home soon. It's been good here, in this library chair. Quiet, purposeful, peaceful. This morning I prepared breakfast and put a vegetable medley in the crockpot. Packed up my box (I tote around more than just veggies in the wooden apple ...
February 18, 2009
Along the lines of yesterday's post I thought I'd share these photos to contrast my garden in September and February. Spring time is coming, I know it. I feel it in the longer days and the calendar (only a little over one month till spring's official arrival) proves me right. ...
February 17, 2009
The kids let me know, late last week, in no uncertain terms that they wanted to start planning their gardens. I wasn't quite ready but my kids have a way of kicking my butt into gear. It's not vegetables these kiddos want to plan, just flowers and decorative plants thank ...
January 23, 2009
Even in the dead of winter my garden is never far from my thoughts. But the smell of soil, dirty fingernails, aching back, gorgeous blossoms and sweet red berries are just a faint whisper during the snow hushed month of January. After last year's end of season confession I have ...