Until my daughter began helping me in the garden, I never realized how much I would learn by gardening with children. I knew I would take her out to the …
Depending upon the person you ask, the fruit of the gods could be the pomegranate, grapes, pears, persimmons, or oranges. There may be more fruits that I've missed, but there's …
I envy those who live in warm climates, where "tender perennials" are simply "perennials" to them. Each year I plant perennial plants like lavender, knowing that it will die in …
I’ve been gardening for as long as I can remember. It’s a tradition in my family—everyone pitches in, whether it’s planting seeds or weeding the rows. My grandparents did it …
People feel a lot of ways about their gardens, whether it's the delight of tomatoes turning red, anguish over squash vine borers, or satisfaction in watching a perennial garden change …
I love my garden. I don't think there's a gardener out there who doesn't feel the same about their garden. Sure, they can sometimes be frustrating, and they can certainly …
He loves me. He loves me not. Maybe you remember saying this as you snapped each petal from a flower, one by one. Your adolescent love life rested on the …
If you had told me I'd ever trade my California haven, complete with fragrant roses and free fruit, for a New York City apartment, I'd have laughed you out of …