Perennial Favorites….

Perennial Favorites….

Flowers
They were slooooow coming, this season’s perennials. Despite the cold snap that froze the about half the buds slap off the Camellia, nearly all the buds off the Star Magnolia, most of the perennials stayed low and held off pushing out–which was a good thing. I don’t think I ever had as fine a stand of Bluebells and Woodland Phlox. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I consider perennials to ... Read more
It’s Official….

It’s Official….

Flowers
Norton, the new dog next door, has killed four squirrels since he moved in. This, I learned from our new neighbor. The neighborhood squirrel population might be reduced by  .00005 percent. In addition to squirrel patrol, Norton tries awfully hard to get Katie’s attention, and I find this highly amusing.  Norton is a young, strong and very enthusiastic dog who appears to be a cross between a Vizsla a Pug—but ... Read more
A Nice, Cold Beer….

A Nice, Cold Beer….

Flowers Tis The Season
When I was about sixteen, one hot summer day in Buffalo, I saw Grandma pour herself a beer. I know your eyebrows just shot up. Mine did, too at the time. “Gram–I don’t remember ever seeing you drink a beer.” She replied, “I like one when it’s hot after I’ve been working outside. Back when I was a young married woman, we lived on the second floor of Buscia’s house.” (“Buscia” was ... Read more
The Best of Times…

The Best of Times…

Flowers Plants
I am grateful to have some flowers that were part of my great grandmother’s garden–some pale purple Bearded Iris. If you have Iris in your garden, you know that they multiply enough to share. These Iris went to my grandmother, to my mother and to me. I gave a bucketful to my sister a few years ago. Having these Iris helps me to remember the brave woman that was my great grandmother, coming to ... Read more
Mother Load…

Mother Load…

Flowers Plants Tis The Season
“Longing is like the seed that wrestles with the ground.’ Emily Dickinson The dictionary defines “mother load” as the main source or supply;  the urban interpretation meaning “big win,” or “jackpot.”  My garden has been the “mother load” of weeds in the past few weeks, wrestling forth because ground disturbed from shrub removal and enlarging some plant beds provide the opportunity. The reason weeds sprout when the ground is disturbed is because the weed seeds, dormant deeper ... Read more