I read many books about food this vacation. It all kind of ties into my obsession with gardening. I think the whole reason I started gardening again (after suffering through dreaded chores in my mother’s garden) was because I simply… Read more ›

I want to say right up front that I have no idea where this particular post is going (and I say this as if I ever know where any of my posts are going) but I figured I would be… Read more ›

Yesterday, in my lamenting, I mentioned that garden magazines were filled with the gardening success stories of wealthy women and gay couples. This statement stems from a joke that my mother and I have on the subject in that there… Read more ›

Despite the best predictions of the weather men, the temperature today was 60F. The snow seemed to flee the vicinity and revealed the horror that I forgot was my yard. All of the toys that the kids didn’t quite get… Read more ›

My friend, Rick, owns a Christmas tree farm in Ashtabula (for those of you not from Cleveland, that is a county or two over from where I live). Rick’s farm is named Bender Tree Farm and we get our Christmas… Read more ›

You may have noticed that while I mention in this blog that I have children, I don’t talk all that much about my children being in my garden. That would be because I have a pretty strict rule in my… Read more ›

I find that it is a rare that my day job crosses over to touch my hobby. I mean, after all, the day job involves wires and motherboards and, according to some, tubes. My hobby involves flowers and dirt and… Read more ›

I remember what I was doing at this very moment 5 years ago. I was laughing. Someone had stopped by my cubicle to tell me that someone had flown a plane into the World Trade Center. We were laughing because… Read more ›