Creative Nonfiction by Andrea Badgley
As I suspected, research would have helped with my attempt to murder our grass convert lawn to garden. I spent a warm Saturday cutting black garbage bags open, hauling bricks and stone edgers, and fighting with crinkling sheets of plastic in the wind while I tried to anchor corners and smother grass. Four days later, at … Continue reading Killing grass: we’re pivoting
On Sunday, in the late afternoon after a run, when the sun was shining and the sky was blue, I dug out my gardening gloves, whacked last year’s crusted dirt off of them, and got to work in the “garden.” I use air quotes because it’s not a garden yet. Right now our “garden” is … Continue reading Killing Grass
The seed catalogs arrived! As soon as we brought them in from the mail box, I started poring over them. Our intention is to plant a flower garden out front, but the catalogs begin with tomatoes. Bright red, juicy tomatoes whose slices drip with the warmth and sunshine of summer. I can’t imagine one of … Continue reading Dreaming of seeds, but — cats.
It is a warm, rainy Christmas day. We opened gifts, ate cinnamon rolls, and lounged all morning amidst shiny bows and piles of ripped wrapping paper. The cats are playing in cardboard boxes, our daughter is messaging me from across the room on her new iPod, our son has completed his fifth reading of the … Continue reading Pining for a seed catalog
We thought we were going to wait till spring to start any gardening, but none of us could stand waiting. I’ve been poring over gardening books, planning the spring beds. Our house looked sad and bare, though, after we ripped out the previous owner’s shrubbery. So we decided, we can at least put in some … Continue reading September gardening
My coworker Jeremey DuVall wrote recently about adventuring. Specifically, he wrote about taking more microadventures: little adventures taken at little cost, that take you out of your normal routine, and can be done in your own back yard or your own small town. I took his advice today. For my birthday, my son gave me … Continue reading Hahn Horticulture Garden: a Microadventure
