Making Sense of Place

Making Sense of Place

…if you don’t know where you are, you probably don’t know who you are. -Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison 1952 For an old man, Father Time, never slows down. He’s the original Energizer Bunny…a true perpetual motion machine. So here we are in a new decade. Some of us are...
Maple Leaf Forever

Maple Leaf Forever

I took the week of Thanksgiving off and spent a portion of it adding more maples to my “maple walk” around my 8-acre Rebel Eloy Emanis Pine Savanna and Bird Sanctuary. My 10-acre Trillium Woods are full of butter-hued native southern sugar maples (Acer barbatum/Acer...
Dead Write

Dead Write

He loved to reap, he loved to sow. Flowers on earth he loved to grow. The rose of Sharon’s now his to see, A gardener in heaven he’s sure to be. All Hallow’s Eve, Halloween, All Saints’ Day, All Souls Day, and Dia de las Muertos. I was born right in the middle of all...
I Came, I Slaw, I Conquered

I Came, I Slaw, I Conquered

Isn’t it amazing how our tastes change (literally) as we become adults? And yes, in my case, I use the word “adult” loosely. When I was a kid, cabbage certainly wasn’t on my preferred food list. Heck, anything that smells like a baby diaper shouldn’t really be on the...
The Fall Guy

The Fall Guy

I’m been gardening for as long as I can remember and it’s pretty much always been like this, and probably always will be, perhaps even worse. After all, summer in Texas is the equivalent of a Minnesota winter: a blistering hell that seems like it will never end....