Articles by Christy Page

The Unexpected Theater of Gardening

The Unexpected Theater of Gardening

At first glance, gardening seems simple enough—dig, plant, water, wait. But anyone who’s ever knelt in the dirt knows better. Gardening is less a tidy pastime and more an ongoing  
The Year of Too Many Pumpkins

The Year of Too Many Pumpkins

There are several things that signal Autumn to me…colorful leaves tumbling down, brisk mornings that nip at your cheeks, fresh apples in every market, and pumpkins stacked high. As soon  
The Uninvited Garden Guests

The Uninvited Garden Guests

  To quote a beloved author, "It was the wettest of springs, it was the coldest of springs." This observation perfectly encapsulates my gardening journey this year. Delaying my planting until  
October-whelmed by Pickle Possibilities

October-whelmed by Pickle Possibilities

Welcome to the October 2025 issue of Food Gardening Magazine! Here in the Northeast where I live, October is pure magic–the kind of month that makes you want to spend  
Rooted Harmony

Rooted Harmony

  Amid tall skyscrapers and urban lifestyle, Rooted Harmony uncovers a tale of a small community that embarks on a journey to protect and rediscover forgotten community gardens. Chris is a  
The Last Hum

The Last Hum

As October sweeps in with its cooler temperatures and that distinct nip in the air, I know it’s time to say goodbye to my Summer companions—the hummingbirds. The shift happens  
Roses and Weeds

Roses and Weeds

Bud upon bud of flowers, roses, and I can only wander, can only rake my hands along the thorns, my heart heavy within me, a reddening of flesh dripping of blood, the physical pain matching what  
Carlson’s Garden Delight

Carlson’s Garden Delight

Nestled about 120 miles away from our humble abode is an old house with a tale as delightful as its gardens. Enter Carlson, a sprightly lad with a penchant for  
Reap What You Sow-tember

Reap What You Sow-tember

September always feels like the garden’s grand finale–a month when everything I’ve nurtured since spring finally reaches its crescendo. My counters are overflowing with tomatoes in every stage of ripeness,  
A Portrait of a Garden

A Portrait of a Garden

Lightly the fine brush traces, faintly the supple hairs draw. The upturned leaves, sketched in a freehand style, coil like wisps of smoke about the stems. Yellow heads peak behind