Flowers, by their very nature, never seem troubled to me, or even ruffled. Area they — are we — works of art? Read more.
gardens
World Hunger — Is It Up to Me to Fix It? Sheltering at Home Week 20
The bare dirt spot in my garden is taking up more real estate in my brain than world hunger, homelessness and disruption. Read more.
California’s Golden Poppies Aren’t So Golden This Year — They’re Orange
This year’s California Golden Poppies are a richer, darker — orange — color than I’ve ever seen in the Bay Area. Credit that winter rain? Read more.
The Writing Room: Am I Stuck? Or Am I Just Taking a Little Housekeeping Break?
Sitting at a blank laptop screen awaiting writerly inspiration isn’t that much fun nowadays. I’d rather watch the guys laying asphalt in front of our house. Am I stuck? Read more.
Autumn in the Garden, When Sensible Plants Pack It In for the Winter . . . And a Healing Ankle
It was autumn in the garden and all the grim stuff that happens as winter sets in — death, rot, shrivel and retreat — made for a thing of beauty. Read more.
Is That a Fibonacci Blooming in Our Yard?
Is ours a strictly mathematical universe? Are those columbines blossoming in our garden just a string of fibonacci numbers? Read more.
My Purple Rain Garden: Is the Universe Trying to Tell Me Something?
Lots of rain and lots of purple in our garden this year. Purple nemesia, purple iris, purple pansies. What gives? Is this a Purple Rain message from the spirit world? Read more.