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October’s Last Gifts
There’s a particular morning every October when I step outside with my coffee and realize the garden has changed overnight. It’s not necessarily the first frost. It’s not even the ...
Club Notes Type: Seasonal Thoughts
September’s Long Goodbye
On one hand, it's absolutely gorgeous. The air loses that heavy Summer humidity and somehow smells cleaner. Mornings are crisp enough that I can finally carry my coffee into the ...
The August Garden Negotiations
By August, I like to pretend that I am still in charge of my garden. This is adorable. Back in May, I walked outside with my packets of seeds, my ...
When the Garden Gets Ahead of Itself
In May, the garden is civilized. Neat little rows. Tiny seedlings. Carefully labeled plant markers. Everything is orderly and full of promise. Then July arrives. Sometime during the first week ...
Morning Rounds in the June Garden
June is the month when my garden stops feeling like a hopeful idea and starts feeling alive. Every morning, before the coffee has fully worked its magic, I slip outside ...
Waiting Out the Frost
Every morning in May, I do the same thing: I check the weather like it owes me something.
The Garden Wakes Up in April
April in New England is a season of optimism. Not warm optimism, mind you. More like bundled-in-a-sweater, watching-the-weather-app, cautiously hopeful optimism. By the time April arrives, most gardeners around here ...
March Makes Gardeners Dream Big
Every March, I become a wildly optimistic gardener. It happens the same way each year. One warm-ish afternoon slips between the snowstorms, the air smells faintly like wet soil instead ...
When Winter Lingers
February has a way of lingering, gray and unhurried, as though Winter itself is reluctant to loosen its grip. The snowbanks along the driveway are crusted and weary, the sky ...
Dreaming Through the Window
January settles over the world like a heavy wool blanket, muffling sound and slowing time. This morning, the snow is falling again in that steady, unbothered way that makes everything ...
