This is a true story, though many facts have been exaggerated to protect the innocent. It’s also possible it happened so long ago that my memory might be playing tricks  …

I’ve always admired banana plants—the way their enormous leaves fan out like nature’s parasols and turn any ordinary field into a scene from a tropical paradise. Living in the countryside  …

My grandma was a trailblazer. One of the first women in her community to attend university post-women’s liberation, she fearlessly studied botany—an eyebrow-raising choice at the time. Discussions of plant  …

Frost threatens. Leaves cascade in free fall. Summer flowers fade,   …

Deep in the mystical swamps of Florida, where ancient cypress trees stand like sentinels and the air hums with secrets, the rare Ghost Orchid hides its delicate beauty. Known scientifically  …

My love for gardening sprouted during visits to my grandmother’s farm. Amidst her lush fruit trees and tidy vegetable rows, one sight stood out: her pumpkins growing skyward, their vines  …

One fine Spring, feeling bold and adventurous, I decided to grow an assortment of peppers—everything from sweet bell peppers to feisty jalapeños, along with a few exotic ones with names  …

Sally’s party was the stuff of Summer dreams. Her Maine island cottage was alive with oldies blaring from a stereo perched on the deck, the tantalizing scent of barbecue mingling  …

Verne, a retired timber faller and stalwart of the church, had started the garden on church-owned land with a noble mission: to donate fresh veggies to the local food bank.  …

It was shaping up to be the Summer I always dreamed of—my garden was bursting with tomatoes in every shade of red, yellow, and even a suspicious shade of purple.  …