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…

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…

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…

Skating atop the glazed and pitted snow, a single Oak leaf skidded and twirled between the long shadows of the day.  Winter seems to have found her stride. Likewise, robotic mowers are finding their way into our lives and lawns…