The Cottonwood’s downy seeds fell like snow.  Drifting and swirling upon the air, some suspended momentarily as they sought the perfect landing place.  Soon, they began to snag and accumulate.  It was magical, slightly alarming, and a complete contrast to…

With May’s prudence and seeming benevolence, we will finally be able to exhale as warming temperatures mean we can soon begin to plant.  May, after all, means Mother’s Day, and Mother’s Day means flowers, so what better way to honor…

With May’s prudence and eventual benevolence, we will finally be able to exhale as warming temperatures mean we can soon begin to plant.  May, after all, means Mother’s Day, and Mother’s Day means flowers, so what better way to honor…

The Cottonwood’s downy seeds fell like snow.  Drifting and swirling upon the air, some suspended momentarily as they sought the perfect landing place.  Soon, they began to snag and accumulate.  It was magical, slightly alarming, and a complete contrast to…

May sidled in, almost undetectable, on the tail end of an April storm. Thus far, she seemed a bit capricious, but hopes are high that she will bridge the gap to Summer with graciousness and generosity. May means planting –…

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…

With May’s prudence and benevolence, we are finally able to exhale as the warming temperatures mean we can soon begin to plant.  May, after all, means Mother’s Day, and Mother’s Day means flowers, so what better way to honor Mom…

Change is coming. A great shift from the rote and routine, schedules and deadlines. The walls of our compartmentalized lives are slowly being razed, and the tethers loosened. Soon our lives will follow the arrhythmic beat of Summer’s drum. Memorial…

The wind swirled and roiled, ratting each leaf and limb. Petals littered the ground like confetti while catkins rained down like ticker tape. The landscape seemed almost celebratory in the wake of another building storm. Nature is dynamic and adept…

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?…