My dad was a rural soul, despite a closet full of suits and a house in a Birmingham, Alabama, suburb. This notion first presented itself to me one night when …
I worry about my garden in the winter. Most people don't. Most gardeners find January the one month that they can wrap themselves in a quilt next to the fire, …
I like to think that I've done my job as a gardener to at least inspire curiosity in my daughter about gardening. Gardening with kids isn't always pretty, but it's …
Some things are meant to be together: wine and cheese, peanut butter and jelly, Simon and Garfunkel, and the three sisters. The three sisters, otherwise known as corn, beans, and …
Zucchini and corn are a match made in heaven—and in your kitchen! Whenever my daughters want a quick snack, these Zucchini Corn Fritters are one of my go-to’s. They’re not …
My dad grew a vegetable garden in our backyard—a tiny one in a rocky, almost hidden corner behind the garage. He spent a lot of hours alone down there, digging, …
Those of us who have achieved a certain age remember Summer and Fall in ways that no longer exist:
Collecting empty soda (pop) bottles to take back to the store for …
Raising five kids, my father never had much green stuff in his wallet, but he had a green thumb on his hand and “went green” in the 50’s—long before it …
There’s nothing quite like curling up in a cozy armchair with a warm drink, a comfy sweater, and a good book (although, nowadays, it’s more like a good phone). Soup …