In a tranquil hamlet, cradled by undulating hills and sprawling meadows, a woman named Sarah resided. Renowned for her captivating garden, it concealed a poignant narrative that transcended generations and  …

I thought it would be good therapy to devote myself to the garden and create a showplace. I bought a new outfit: a big sun hat with pink flowers on  …

On a whimsical Christmas wish, I found myself yearning for a linden tree. "I want a linden tree for Christmas," I declared to Mike, who responded with a quizzical look.  …

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  …