Bittersweet is the glimpse of gold that peeks through the green foliage.  Bittersweet is the feathery seed head that rises above the grass.  Bittersweet is the rush of cool air that foretells a new season.   Bittersweet is the…

Change is in the air. Cool, crisp change. The first day of Fall is Tuesday, September 22nd, and I for one welcome it with open arms. Now, is a busy time in our yards and gardens as we take advantage…

Ponderous grows the landscape, sluggish is the lawn. The vibrant, lively hues of Summer ripen and languish. Glowing sprays of Goldenrod permeate the garden while ornamental grasses brandish their feathery tufts of bronze seed heads. Gold finches return to assess…

Her verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The unrelenting heat, and persistent drought of late Summer was more than she could bear.  These are the dog days. But August too will soon concede,…

The landscape lay reeling and depleted, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to show her age in the harsh light of the August sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds…

Flowers continue to bloom and seed heads emerge despite the oppressive heat and humidity, undaunted and assured, compelled by its very nature despite the harsh environment. We too are facing a world of uncertainty amid the COVID-19 pandemic as tensions…

  The frothy, white clouds were whipped into stiff peaks by the restless, erratic winds.  Shards of sunlight pierced the spaces in between, glimmering wildly upon the ground.  August had arrived, the seasonal lull, but she would bestow a dynamic…

Summer marched forth to the cadence of the cicada, stumbling ever so often, as her rhythm slowly became out of sync.  Her easy going nature seemed strained, and her once verdant beauty disheveled and unkempt.  A kind word and a…

  As temperatures continue to rise, my outside exposure gradually begins to decrease. I am not a fan of heat, especially humidity. My routine becomes a mad dash to the house, to the car, to the office, to the car,…

Nascent Summer seems to have settled in nicely, replete and contented. Yet her once dewy, fresh face begins to grow sallow and somber under the impossible weight of hot, humid temperatures and lack of meaningful moisture. Her youth, vigor and…