Category Garden

The Brief and Illustrious Career of Frecky

A couple of days ago, Sage and I harvested the first few strawberries from our garden. Most went quietly and unsung to their demise, but one stood out: Frecky. Sage felt the need to name this unusually shaped berry after pointing out that it looked like a character from Diary of a Wimpy Kid, complete […]

Avocado Race

I’ve frequently and shamelessly employed the cliche “Sage is growing like a weed.” Well, now I’ll have to modify it slightly to “Sage is growing like an avocado tree.” I’d planted an avocado seed a few weeks ago, unable to throw such a huge and promising seed into the compost. The little guy took off […]

Flowers Before the Frost

The fall has been long, lovely, and unnaturally mild (thanks, Climate Change!) but all freakishly good things must come to an end. My pansies have been blooming nonstop since early spring, and they’d doggedly survived a few light frosts, but even they couldn’t cope with the heavy frost and dusting of snow that arrived two […]

On the Defiance of Sunflowers

A little over a week ago, I was thrilled to discover a lonely sunflower growing on the compost pile, cheerfully defying both its unpalatable origin and the impending chill. Unlike its garden peers, who were already shriveled and brown, this plucky little flower turned its unwaveringly sunny gaze up to the ominous gray sky. “What […]

Inadvertent Garden Design

I planted what I’d hoped would be a charming garden border last spring and was sorely disappointed by the results–a few scraggly little plants with few, if any, blooms. The weeds, sensing their opportunity, moved in, and I did painfully little to thwart them. I should have had more faith in my flowers; now that […]

The Lonely Canna

I have to make a strange admission: There was a point during the spring when I was nervous about my garden being TOO neat. The squares and rows and straw-mulched paths were just what I’d always imagined an organic garden to be. And yet… Where was the space for wildness? For the seedlings that would […]

I recently learned the word “entelechy” from reading The Dance of the Dissident Daughter by Sue Monk Kidd. As I understand it, it’s the force that drives things to become what they were meant to be, the spirit that makes the acorn into the oak–or, more relevantly to my case, a tiny handful of seeds […]