The garden is transitioning from summer to fall. The milkweed is mottled and scraggly, the sweet basil is yellowed and setting seeds. The parsley bolted, the Thai basil fell over under its own weight. It’s time to do some cleanup. Yesterday it rained all day. It was one of my favorite types of autumn Saturdays: … Continue reading Chrysanthemums
When I returned home after a weeklong trip to Whistler, I was giddy to walk around the garden and find not one monarch butterfly emerging from its chrysalis, but two. After finding those, I of course crawled around in the mulch and dirt to inspect the undersides of leaves. I found three more monarch chrysalises plus a bunch … Continue reading Caterpillar catalog (and the plants that make it possible)
Earlier in the year, I wrote multiple times about our different strategies for killing grass to build a flower bed. Since then I’ve blogged pictures from the garden, from reading, writing, butterfly-watching, and blogging under our dogwood tree, and photographs of the butterflies and caterpillars who live in the small ecosystem we helped create. I realized though, that since my April post … Continue reading Lawn to garden: success!
All that work laying out flower beds, killing grass, shoveling mulch, and digging 150+ holes to drop plants into has paid off. I’m sitting under the dogwood tree, watching a hummingbird drink from pink salvia flowers not ten feet away while further down the garden a monarch lays eggs on the milkweed. It has been … Continue reading August in the garden
It’s Sunday morning and I’m under my tree again. These past days have been hot ones, but under the dogwood, I’m able to stay cool. This is my favorite place to be on weekends — in a camp chair, in the shade of my favorite tree, observing the garden. A few minutes ago, from the … Continue reading Butterfly watch
I shouldn’t be as proud as I am of this, especially since I’m usually competing against my 10- and 12-year old children, but I am the reigning Boggle champion in our household. I ❤️ Boggle. I get into it. Every time we sit down to play, I wonder, “Will this be the time I lose … Continue reading Boggle love