Late March’s landscape was celebratory with sweet, blooming treats, from the tufts of cotton candy blooms and spun sugar strands of the Pear and Red Bud to the swaths of candy dots of the blue Vinca and Squill.  Easter is…

  March’s reign seemed wholly indecisive and fickle.  Her tumultuous rule left the landscape feeling confused and disoriented.  Had she lost her way?  Had she veered off the path to Spring? Garden paths can be purely aesthetic, functional or both….

  Spring’s reign seemed wholly indecisive and fickle.  Her tumultuous rule left the landscape feeling confused and disoriented.  Had she lost her way?  Had she veered off the vernal path? Garden paths can be purely aesthetic, functional or both. They…

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…

Through the clotted and frothy clouds, a blue fissure had appeared, providing a passageway in which the sun could traverse, and we stretched and reached for her warmth. Garden paths can be purely aesthetic, functional or both. They can be…

It’s almost March – that awkward and messy, yet exciting time in our yards and gardens when life begins to sprout amid the mucky, soggy spoils of seasons in transition. Possibility abounds! Muddy paws proliferate! But hope springs eternal, right?…

Through the clotted and frothy clouds, a blue fissure had appeared, providing a passageway in which the sun could traverse, and we stretched and reached for her benevolence. Garden paths can be purely aesthetic, functional or both. They can be…