About Lady Mo Pascoe-Hoyal

Lady Mo Pascoe-Hoyal

Lady Mo Pascoe-Hoyal is a published writer, songwriter, and avid gardener residing in Central Louisiana. Despite facing various challenges, including disabilities from multiple accidents, Mo remains an ardent advocate for growth and resilience. Inspired by the spirit of aloha and the beauty of nature, she continues to find solace and joy in the art of gardening.

Articles by Lady Mo Pascoe-Hoyal

The Garden that Loves Me Back

The Garden that Loves Me Back

Borrowing the words of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 43, I ask: “How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.” And though she penned them for a beloved, I  
The Parsnip and the Peanut

The Parsnip and the Peanut

The soil quivered beneath her fingertips as the old woman knelt in the garden, pulling weeds. Just as she wiped her brow and bent her ear to the ground, a  
Pandora’s Garden

Pandora’s Garden

No, I’m not talking about that kind of evolution—you know, the apple tree, the serpent, the scandal. I’m talking about the kind of evolution that happens when you carve your  
Piecie’s Potatoes

Piecie’s Potatoes

There are treasures in life that we hold dear, and for me, my four grandbabies are like pure gold. I was fortunate to be present at every one of their  
Aunt Clara’s Lemon Tree

Aunt Clara’s Lemon Tree

Sometimes life gives you lemons—or at least, you think it does. It all started with a little seed from the bottom of my morning teacup, a tiny pip I couldn’t  
What’s It Like to Be Mike McGrath?

What’s It Like to Be Mike McGrath?

You can learn a lot about a person just by reading what they write. Some folks come off kind, others terse, some brilliant, and some—well, a bit outrageous. But Mike  
The Gardens of Happiness

The Gardens of Happiness

The story of the Gardens of Happiness began when we moved into a charming home in California nestled in a safe, welcoming neighborhood. To my delight, the backyard revealed a  
The “Inka Dinka Doo” Tomato

The “Inka Dinka Doo” Tomato

When I was 10 years old, television was still a novelty in our home. Our family delighted in the weekly viewing of “The Jimmy Durante Show”, with its catchy signature  
Stone Flowers

Stone Flowers

More and more, less and less seems to get planted in the grounds and gardens here. Could it be because I live on a road named Pandora? Hardly. I'll be