“Have you done a blog post lately?” Oh brother. Kiss of death. If my over-achieving, organized, buttoned-up, methodical husband asks me if I’ve done something,
Donkey’s and elephants. Not sure where those symbols came from but I think these are better. Guess who’s the republican. Some days you’re on the
I discovered another reason I love to garden. Nobody tells me what to do. No one in my family really gives a bee’s butt about
There’s nothing more obnoxious than my retired friends who report (brag) how sunny and warm it is in Florida when I’m sitting up north in
My problem choosing plants for my pots isn’t color or texture or composition, it’s rate of growth. I get them all packed in there just
Last week I was in the Chicago area and spent time with my friend Annie. Whenever we get together we always tackle a project in
You would think if you didn’t have to live in temperatures below zero and survive under a blanket of snow for 4 months that you
I pull my neighbor’s weeds. I walk right over that invisible property line like I own it. Whether it’s an inch tall sprig of clover