I found American persimmons at a local orchard–a November fruit that isn’t fit to eat until after it’s been frozen. Oh, that orange fruit looks so tempting–but it will pucker your mouth dry, dry, dry. Only after the fruit has been frosted and turned brown-black and mushy does it become delicious. Maybe that’s a bitRead more about Persimmon Paradox[…]
My last green tomatoes are slowly turning red. They don’t have that fresh, juicy garden-tomato taste, but they do taste like tomatoes, even though they look wrinkly-old. Sort of like me. I still have flavor even though my outer appearance isn’t as fresh and juicy as it used to be.
Was it just yesterday that the magnolias had green leaves? Today they are warm yellow. Was it just last week that Howard was alive? Today he is gone. Change. Big changes. Here today; gone tomorrow. Sit. Take it in. Really take those warm yellow leaves into your heart.
We took a walk on our private road after sunset last evening. A strange truck was parked along the side. Hunters! i thought with resistance. Hunting season has started. Fifteen minutes later, as we returned in the deepening dusk, the truck was gone, but it hadn’t passed us. Ah! There it was, near our driveway.Read more about Walking Toward Death[…]
I’ve wanted to grow Asian long beans for a few years. Our local Korean restaurant makes a tasty bibimbap using Asian green beans. Now i can do it too. This morning, i harvested my first 2-foot long green bean. A single bean is a side dish all by itself. What’s the taste of happiness? ARead more about L-o-n-g Green Beans[…]
Every year, All-America Selections sends me several packets of free seeds. This year, the big hit in my garden is Concert Bell sunflowers. These medium-size sunflowers all have a sturdy 8-10 inch stalk. They stand up nicely in a vase. Beautiful flowers make a beautiful arrangement. I’d love for my life to be as reliableRead more about Concert Bell Sunflower[…]
“If I had my life to live over, I’d pick more daisies.” Don Herold We could live our lives in such a way that we create a beautiful past. What’s one thing you could do today that would make you smile tomorrow?
I don’t think of myself as a red, white, and blue type of gal, but when i walk out the front door, there they are. Cerise red yarrow, white astilbe, and blue Chinese forget-me-nots. Of course, the flowers don’t know what country they are growing in nor do they know the state nor the nameRead more about Red, White, & Blue[…]
Weed Or Flower By Helen Leah Reed “‘Tis but a common thing,” one coldly said, “Nay, call it not a flower – this little weed, If plucking it, I kill it, root and seed – Better the world were if it lay there dead.” “Ah – rather letRead more about Weed or Flower[…]
I transplanted a chartreuse sweet potato vine from last summer’s flowerpot. Somehow the vine survived the winter in my solarium. When i shook off the dirt, i saw that the plant was wearing a girdle–a tiny one-inch-long, one-half-inch-wide fiber “pot”, slightly larger than a thimble. Many houseplants and bedding plants–poinsettias, begonias, geraniums, and many others–startRead more about Wearing a Girdle[…]