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Gardening Piece

Gardening Piece

  I have been a gardener since I was three years old. Knee-high to my grandfather, I helped him in our front yard flower garden. I bent down to pull weeds.  
I Brake for Blooms

I Brake for Blooms

If you’ve ever swerved to avoid a pothole while shouting, “Forsythia is blooming—Spring has arrived!” then welcome, dear friend, to the elite (and slightly distracted) club of plant lovers. Here,  
The Great Seedling Safari

The Great Seedling Safari

After more decades than I care to count—let’s just call them “mini decades”—I’ve come to accept a hard truth about myself: I have purchased thousands of seedlings.  
Dancing with Marigolds

Dancing with Marigolds

I have a T-shirt that reads, “This is the Dawning of the Age of Asparagus.” It always gets a few chuckles, but I wish I had one that said, “Dancing  
Serenity’s Nook

Serenity’s Nook

In the heart of the picturesque town of Evergreen lay a forgotten gem—an overgrown garden hidden behind a weathered cottage. Known as Serenity’s Nook, the garden was once a sanctuary  
Purple Mysteries in the Garden

Purple Mysteries in the Garden

Every gardener has that one plant they fall head-over-trowel for. For some it’s basil. For others, dahlias. But for me—and for a passionate legion of GreenPrints readers—it’s the inimitable, irresistible