I've been lying. Many a time, I have said, "pppffffftttttt, flowers, they don't do much for me. I like leaves!" And what am I doing now? Screeching to a stop to go photograph and pet the blooms on the grasses. Nothing makes me lament my shady lot quite as much as...
Stipa barbata: Articles from The Editorial Side
Ushering Out Summer with a Mesmerizing Mystery Grass
Like it or not, the calendar, indifferent to our preferences, announces the final day of summer today. Me, I love this time of year. The heat loosens its grip on our days, and my favorite plants are peaking. Grasses are blooming, the big leaves are at their biggest....
HWY 30: to Cistus Nursery, and beyond – part 2
When I started my post last week, I meant to write about a trip to Cistus Nursery with Loree, intrepid Mistress of Danger Garden. But once I got on that Highway, there were so many other fascinating places to visit--at least in my fanciful imagination. So back to the...
puzzle working a garden
My brain likes puzzles, and the longer I live in my own flip flops, the more I appreciate this as a bona fide creative strategy. Puzzle working is in my bones. My parents claimed I could work a wooden US puzzle when I was just three--and lickety split. Now it's my...