The silvery lace of morning frosts shimmered in the rising sun before the landscape became gilded in the warm, golden embrace of October’s aura.  Colorful leaves quaked and swayed against the crisp blue sky before floating towards the ground.  These…

  Change is in the air.  Cool, crisp change.  The first day of Fall is Sunday, September 23rd, and I for one welcome it with open arms.  Now, is a busy time in our yards and gardens as we take advantage…

Wilted and withered, Summer began to rot on the vine.  Her once dewy, fresh face grew sallow and somber under the impossible weight of hot, humid temperatures and lack of moisture.  Her youth and vigor were fading fast.   As…

  The shadow of Winter loomed large in the brooding skies and biting air.  Foliage lay fleeced in the icy dew of the killing frosts.  Birds and squirrels hasten their preparations as nature shifts to self-preservation mode for the long, cold season ahead….

    Writhing and skulking beneath the ground, nature’s twisted spine heaved forth the soil, leaving cracks and fissures in its wake.  The disturbed earth seemed at once alarmed yet relieved.  Its needs communicated by the subterranean undulations.  Water.    …

All seasons tell a tale of woe and wonder as the landscape bares witness.  Although we cannot deter or determine, we can listen to the narrative and interpret the anecdotal evidence before us.  That is, our grass is struggling. Why oh why, in one…

Moderation, moderation, moderation.  Everything in life should be taken or completed in moderation.  Easier said than done, right?  Sometimes it seems downright impossible and cruel, but it’s for our own good.  It took me quite a while to subscribe to…