Late April is a time of year where things start happening in the garden, but slowly. I walk the garden every day and can see small changes – a new leaf, or one bud in scores opening up. I was eager to leave town for a week because I knew the garden would make noticeable … Continue reading Back home with my garden
Saturday we took a day off from work. We rode the train from Cannes to Nice, then walked the city. We visited the Marché aux Fleurs Cours Saleya (flower market), climbed the stairs to the top of the Château de Nice (Nice castle), ate traditional socca (savory chick pea pancakes) and pissaladière (flatbread with caramelized … Continue reading A walk through Nice
The outdoor Cours Saleya market square smells like flowers and fresh air. If you’re ever in Nice, look for Marché aux Fleurs Cours Saleya (Cours Saleya flower market)– it can be hard to Google in English for “Nice”… anything. Make sure to bring cash if you want to buy from the market vendors. To limit … Continue reading Flower market in France
We drove along redbud-lined roads under a brilliant blue sky to hike not to the top of a mountain, but lower down, in a valley, where we hoped it’d be green and protected from wind. In spots where the sun shone on the trail, the air smelled like warm, golden pine needles. I heard bumblebees … Continue reading Spring wildflower hike
My upper body can’t shovel another crumb of dirt. I tried to clean up the rest of the mulch today and my left shoulder pretty much said, No, No more of that. I put the pitchfork and wheelbarrow away. I’m curious what the gardens look like of people who actually know what they’re doing. There’s … Continue reading Like a fairy forest
I bought roses yesterday. February 1st marks a turning in the year, where we’re nearly halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. It is the hump day of winter. I bought roses because I wanted fresh flowers. I am not desperate for winter to end like I’ve been in the past. Instead, I’m … Continue reading And so we turn towards spring
Butterfly Mind 