February settled in comfortably, as it’s apt to do, lounging upon the couch of life, shoes on, leaving an empty pantry in its wake, and hogging the remote.  Winter is here to stay, and will undoubtedly leave its mark. Winter scorch, due to extreme cold, drying winds, and even…

  Winter settled in comfortably, as it’s apt to do, lounging upon the couch of life, shoes on, leaving an empty pantry in its wake, and hogging the remote.  Winter is here to stay, and will undoubtedly leave its mark. Winter scorch, due to extreme cold, drying winds, and even…

The sun bore down with great intensity, revealing every imperfection, flaw and anomaly.  Like a great spotlight, she brought attention to our issues and exploited our weaknesses. With the scant amount of rain we’ve received thus far, certain problems are becoming apparent, and it’s important we interpret the issues correctly…

Winter settled in comfortably, as it’s apt to do, lounging upon the couch of life, shoes on, leaving an empty pantry in its wake, and hogging the remote.  Winter is here to stay, and will undoubtedly leave its mark. Winter scorch, due to extreme cold, drying winds, and even salt…

Dripping with the scent of honey-drenched blooms, the branches bowed under the bountiful weight, as if curtsying to an eager and appreciative crowd.  The same could not be said for the neighboring evergreens. Winter scorch, thanks to an extremely cold and snowy winter, has affected many evergreens, like Boxwood, Yew…

The Evergreen boughs arched and flexed as the Oaks stooped and ached, arthritic under the grievous weight of the heavy, wet snow.  Conditions were treacherous.  Nature steeled itself while we were left helpless and seemingly ill prepared.   As we begin digging ourselves out and clearing our walkways and drives, we…

  A sole, brittle leaf tumbled down the street, scraping the pavement with each turn as it etched its way along with each, small utterance of wind.  The landscape was listless and life seemingly comatose as the despotic heat and humidity continued.  Summer’s vitality was waning, and her lurid beauty fading….

  We slogged through June in hip waders amidst the leaden, gray malaise, the air largely unstable and ostensibly resentful, like a teenage girl scorned.  The few sunny days provided fleeting relief, but we were wary and suspicious, and we were right to be.  Here’s hoping July delivers the sweet promise of…

  March is the month that delivers us and our weary landscapes to Spring’s front door.  Time will tell if the welcome mat has been unfurled, but the calendar promises its prompt arrival on the 20th.   Spring seems awfully distant at the moment, particularly when temperatures are still below average,…