My mother’s daughter

  I have three sisters all from the same two parents. We are quite varied in just about every way you could imagine. We are brunettes and blonds. We are short and tall, thin and thick. We are Republicans and Democrats, we are Baptists and Buddhists, we are tree huggers and fashion aficionados. How can we be so vastly different? As a diverse team of individuals, each of us with our own strengths, my sisters and I have made up an impenetrable force in caring for... Continue reading

The Kitchen Garden – 2021 in review

Kitchen Garden is the new Secret Garden Originally an unexceptional collection of grass and shrubs, The Secret Garden was a fenced area just outside my back door intended to provide quick access to herbs and salad veggies. A year of observation proved my plan needed modification and the space earned a new name, The Kitchen Garden. January 2021 - Sheet mulching the grass away Goal number one - grass, the bane of our planet's existence, had to go. In lieu of renting a tiller or... Continue reading

Woods Dirt

My mother was an avid gardener. She insisted my little sister and I help with pulling weeds and feeding the veg patch. Little sister and I in the garden As a surly teenager, I complained a lot, totally missing the point. Gardening would not take hold with me until after the birth of my second daughter. When I asked my mother's advice on a fruitful garden, she replied, "Woods dirt makes the best soil." I didn't really know what she meant, but if she said it, then it was so. In my... Continue reading