Islands of snow floated atop the landscape as grass and plants began to reveal themselves, as if waking and stretching from a long, deep slumber.  March has thus far been a lamb, and although not out of the woods, Spring seems possible and near. Along with Spring Clean Ups and…

Like a receding glacier, Winter began to wither and melt, leaving behind a scarred and battered landscape.  Its tenuous grasp was loosening, and its legacy becoming more apparent, but March would surely deliver us unto Spring. Spring officially arrives March 20th, and Winter will be nothing more than a distant,…

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 invitations to the garden visitor to explore the landscape or…

Brittle was the air, thin and slicing.  The landscape creaked and moaned in its fragility – comforted only by the insulating embrace of snow.  February did more than whisper her intentions.  She hissed them. It will be some time before the landscape reveals itself under the giant mounds of snow,…

Shadows grew long on January, and she disappeared into the gray.  February arrived with sun upon her shoulders but winter upon her lips.  Although the groundhog predicts another six weeks’ of Winter, there is a glimmer of hope, an inclination that the season of renewal is not so very distant. …

Delicately laced trees rose above the downy blanket of snow that quieted and comforted the landscape.  It was, at once, beautiful and welcomed. Snow, for many, is merely a nuisance. Although the aesthetics are undeniable, the beauty, for most, does not outweigh the hassle. Snow is very much a four…