I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” ― Pablo Neruda,”Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair” Six months after we started dating, J.P.  …

"Pinocchio" dropped from the maple tree at my feet, and I couldn't resist showing my grandson how we used to pull the gooey top and stick both sides onto our  …

After 50 years of marriage, my wife and I have spent a good share of our time planting and gardening. This Spring was no exception. One fine Saturday afternoon in  …

In the lively heart of Kampala, Uganda, an abandoned lot lay forgotten amidst bustling buildings and vibrant streets. For years, it remained a dreary sight, cluttered with trash and tangled  …

Read by Matilda Longbottom Listen Now:   Every Spring unfurls a tapestry of memories, woven with the vibrant hues of flowers that once adorned our patio. My husband Alan, now departed, was a  …

Yes, it’s true—I hate lawns, but love grass. This seemingly contradictory statement deserves an explanation. We had just over two acres of land, some of it wooded. Where there should  …

Riley Johnson wasn’t much to look at—a slender 10-year-old girl with knotted, greasy hair and a perpetually smudged face. Her clothes, clearly hand-me-downs, were patched and oversized. Yet, her heart  …

"Honey!" I yelled. "We need to do something to block our view of the empty lot next door." "You bet!" he yelled back. "Got any ideas?" The empty lot next door had  …

I wanted the Spring for You, That time when the Earth is black with warmth, When your hand connects with the Dirt  …

April is upon us, and flowers are starting to appear. When I began researching which flowers would bloom best in my area in April, tulips kept rising to the top  …