Sweet, sultry September invites each and every tree to the grand Autumn ball where Summer’s verdant robes are shed for the opulent, jewel tones of the season.  Although we tend to think only of deciduous trees, evergreens too undergo…

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

September, like dusk, gilded the landscape in its ripened rays as the petals and foliage blushed in the cooling air and waning sun.  Beauty was everywhere. As we begin to put our landscapes to bed – tidying, raking, mulching, and…

The landscape lay beleaguered, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to blush and mature in the ripened light of August’s sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are…

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

Late Summer’s beauty and vigor began to wane, but she put on a brave face as August sauntered in, hot and heavy.  She held a secret and plenty of tricks up her sleeve.  She was ever the opportunist. Late Summer…

Ponderous grows the landscape, sluggish is the lawn. The vibrant, lively hues of Summer ripen and languish. Glowing sprays of Goldenrod permeate the garden. Raised beds are perfect for tight spaces, questionable soil and short growing seasons.  Sounds too good…

The Summer lull seemed to come early, along with rising temperatures and a lack of any meaningful rain.  August will soon be upon us, and contrary to popular belief, she would bestow a dynamic landscape of possibility and change.  And…

The clouds gave chase and rushed overhead as the wind swirled and roiled, ratting each leaf and limb.  Petals littered the ground like confetti while immature acorns tumbled freely. The landscape seemed almost celebratory in the wake of much needed…

Weighted down with the heavily perfumed blooms of early Summer, the Linden’s boughs, like a Southern Belle’s hoop skirt, seemed in full curtsy.  She was decadent and lavish, but it wasn’t long before she began to slump and shed her…