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 maturation…

Change is in the air. Cool, crisp change. The first day of Fall is Wednesday, 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…

She speaks in whispers and lullabies, and dances in the wind.  She tempers the hardened, and fortifies the precarious.  She is beauty, power, humility and grace across the seasons.  She is Ornamental Grass. Ornamental Grasses are truly versatile. They can…

Drunk upon the sun’s rays, the verdant leaves began to yellow and shed upon her slumped and weary figure.  The unrelenting heat, and sparse rains of late Summer were more than she could bear.  These are the dog days indeed….

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…

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

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…

Every flower awaited its turn, like an eager dance partner, as the bees flitted and twirled amongst them. Summer’s arrival finds our gardens and landscapes in full bloom.  It’s no coincidence that Summer’s arrival coincides with National Pollinator Week.  A…

Memorial Day is upon us, gateway to Summer, and as the pace of life slows a bit, we find ourselves summoned to the outdoors, basking in the warmth, enjoying the beauty of our yards and gardens, and embracing the rhythm…

Catkins rained down upon the landscape, like a Spring storm, and amassed along driveways and sidewalks where they gathered like tumble weeds in a desert.  Spring has thus far delivered no measurable rain, and we find our selves in a…