I once was lost


That’s the word I use to describe some of the losses that have occurred in the garden. Sharing plants is actually good insurance against losing a plant permanently, and I’ve experienced a few times when I’ve been asked for a piece of a plant that was previously shared with me.

But when my favorite iris dwindled down to one rhizome, I knew I had to take action. It was languishing in the shade of a peach tree, having been crowded out by stronger irises when the peach was smaller and let in more light. Continue reading “I once was lost”

That sinking feeling

The town in which we live was named for the many springs that water the lush, rolling green hills. Often you’ll see a trickle of water springing from the abundant underground aquifers that are so close to the surface in this area. One such trickle happens to be in the middle of the road in front of our house, and much of the front yard stays wet most of the time.

It’s a good place to grow water-loving plants. The pussy willow planted three years ago is almost 6 feet tall. Even a small patch of watercress grew and thrived one summer! Continue reading “That sinking feeling”