Betty Rollin on how to talk to a widow: Betty says don’t assume she’s over it just because a year has gone by. I say, ask me about my garden. Read more.
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Widowed: ‘Let Us Tend Our Garden’
Translating Voltaire for my backyard: “We must cultivate our garden,” feels bossy and rife with certitude. I prefer, “Let us tend our garden.” Read more.
Help! I Can’t Remember the Names of My Flowers
I love my new flower garden. But, for the life of me, I can’t remember the tongue-twister names of my flowers: Aquilegia? Armeria? Scabiosa? Read more.
Widowed: Life Goes On — And Some of Us Still Like It
Like it or not, life goes on. Our 101-year-old family friend had picked up the phone to check on me. If that’s not liking life, what is? Read more.
Widowed: I’m Planting a Secret Garden Outside My Office
My husband is gone, but I’m hoping that planting a secret garden outside my door will give me living things to keep me company as I work. Read more.
I’m Turning 80 Any Minute. Would You Like to Give Me a Birthday Present?
I’m turning 80 and I’m hoping for gifts: grandkids art for the fridge, plants for the new backyard. And a gift only my readers can give. Read more.
Yea! Our Garden Remodel Is Done. Come Take a Walk
Our garden remodel is done at last. Three plus flights of stairs take you from the canyon below our house to the street above. Come climb the stairs with me. Read more.