We have woken up to snow three mornings in a row, and the ground is frozen solid.  But there are…

…but I’m not that ambitious.  I like things that can be built in a day, or an hour and a…

Noah loves raspberries, and so it seems only fair that he help me plant our newly arrived brambles.  We planted…

I still think of November as a barren time, a month of jackets and the hiss of dry leaves skittering across…

My mom used to send underperforming houseplants to the cellar to die.  Occasionally one came back from that purgatory, but…

There was frost last night, and so the time had come for the cardoons to come down.   After their…

One head of garlic, from One Straw Farm in Baltimore, via my CSA at Gorman Farm, to turn into eight…

I have long desired to grow currants.  Not because of any virtue of the fruits, that I know of first…

My garden ideal is partly formed by my infatuation with Victorian chick lit and a couple of trips to Italy…