My mother’s last words to me were nothing much. No parting words of love. No heartfelt messages to the grandchildren. Read more.
elderly mother
What to Do With Those Ugly Snapdragons Now That They’re (Almost) Dead?
Those ugly blood-red snapdragons are gone from our front yard. I pulled them out, and my rock garden is the better for it.
A Case of the Human Condition: I Want to Kill My Snapdragons
Those maroon snapdragons in my front yard are ugly. But they’re alive. Can I rip them out? Read more.