Are all turkeys rude, or just mine? Unfortunately, I am one of those people who makes more work for themselves and then complains about it. Such is the case with my turkeys. I impulsively purchased si...
This pumpkin plant, who we have named Dean Jr., sprung up voluntarily after last Halloween’s pumpkin loitered on our grass just a little too long. The universe is having a good laugh, because this unplanned plant is the healthiest thing in my garden.
My daughter, Dylan, and I pulled these sparkler white tip radishes on Tuesday morning and we both thoroughly enjoyed checking out the variations in color from one root to another. Now that I’ve begun pulling produce from the ground, I keep thinking about how convenient it would be to have a gardening bench with a wash basin.
My tiny little dragon tree, which I have been lovingly referring to as my father-in-law’s new favorite child, has been growing like gangbusters. I can see its outline looming inside the greenhouse when I enter the break room, and before too long I’m going to need to install a sun roof for clearance.
I stopped by Fourmen’s Farm Home on Saturday to be one of the first to get into their greenhouse on its opening day, and I spent longer than I care to admit simply walking the rows of flowers and enjoying all the new life that spring has to offer.
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