I embarked on my gardening adventure at the tender age of 19, armed with dreams and a Burpee catalog that magically appeared in my mailbox. Little did I know that …
In the quaint farmhouse I share with Dan, a self-proclaimed city boy with a phobia of anything larger than a small insect, life takes unexpected turns. To truly appreciate the …
R is for Rooted Tales. Nestled in our backyard, the radish patch began as a remedy for unruly grass. My husband, armed with a shovel and a rented rototiller, transformed …
In the core of the clamoring city, in the midst of the substantial wilderness, my safe-haven arose as a little loft decorated with a variety of green colleagues. This is …
Love the sound of that title? Dive into the story! I have a peculiar love for mowing the lawn; it's a ritual that shouts responsibility, adulthood, and the ability to …
Read by Matilda Longbottom
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hen we stepped into the world of our first home, a charming 1912 foursquare nestled in the historic district of a quaint town, we never expected …
One of the things I love about summer is that whether you're visiting friends in North Dakota, spending the weekend with relatives in Georgia, or staying close to home for …
Even if the peony wasn't the designated flower of my home state of Indiana, I'd still cherish it. I have a particular fondness for the varieties with densely-packed heads—those glorious …
The leaves boast every shade of green,
the blossoms wag chromatic tongues.
Some impish dyer dyed them thus,
then hung the petals out to dry.
The ivy, clamped by clinging roots,
that clambers up a …