An unruly garden tamed: Neglected during the pandemic, it had become a leafy free-for-all with star jasmine tangling with Japanese anemone. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition
I’m Barbara Falconer Newhall and I’ve got an incurable Case of the Human Condition. And since you do too, I’m counting on you to laugh and cry along with me as I riff on life as we know it . . . Below you'll read about my creaky, old fifties house, my forays into home gardening, my shopping stories, my spectacularly low-fashion wardrobe -- and more.
In Defense of Pink
In defense of pink: Pink is a legitimate color. It deserves respect. It’s not teal. It’s not periwinkle. It is pink, and it has a lot to give. Read more.
Did the Pandemic Shut-Down Change the Way We Live?
Travel with me back in time to the bad old days of 2020 to consider — did the pandemic shut-down change the way we live? Read more.
My Years Are Numbered. Give Me Those Blossoms — Now
My years are numbered. Who knows, I might be at the point where I’ve got more money than time. Give me the plant that’s ready to bloom — now. Read more.
Old and Getting Older — The Octogenarian and the Four-Year-Old
Some old people, including me, are a lot like little kids. We like to brag about how old we are. Read more.
‘It’s Not My Jam’ — Is Not My Jam. Of Course, It Isn’t. I’m 81 Years Old, for Heaven’s Sake
People in the know were saying, ‘It’s not my jam.’ A product of the 20th century, I was sticking to, ‘It’s not my cup of tea.’ Read more.
It’s a New Year — Another One!
Another new year has arrived. Time passes and it won’t stop. Here’s what I had to say about that back in 1990. Read more.