Inspired by Laurie, a brand new reader of this blog (find her at Meditations in Motion), I REALLY DID locate my supplies to start seedlings during the snow storm. A hurried walk in the dark and a faltering flashlight revealed the seed starter and potting collection, buried at the back of our shed. Next toContinue reading “Snowy Night Start!”
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Authors, seeking publication of their book Embracing Chaos, The Whale was Just the Beginning of the Story
From the Plastic King to Spring
(Above: one Brussel with muscle.) It’s the Olympics, so it must be time to start seedlings. That’s my measure. And whereas last week it was still solidly winter, this week Maryland will begin her flirtation with spring, rising to 70, before dropping us into the 30s again. Another signal. Maybe a dare: get ready! Suddenly,Continue reading “From the Plastic King to Spring”
Are Your Clothes Killing You? Or Merry Microplastics & Happy New Year
It was the choking sea plankton that got me. The topic for Suburban Growing is gardening: growing your own food in suburbia, and tangentially health. During this off-season, while our gardens rest peacefully covered in leaves (that’s the goal and I’m confessing nothing) and snow, we have an opportunity to address larger issues associated growing and eatingContinue reading “Are Your Clothes Killing You? Or Merry Microplastics & Happy New Year”
Cornucopia
https://www.instagram.com/p/BWv2O_MDIqF/ This has not been a stellar year for the Simons gardens, as I may have mentioned before. And even so, EVEN SO, once you start really paying attention to what is growing in your yard it is amazing what there is there to eat. For instance, how about this. Scrolling through Instagram (cell phoneContinue reading “Cornucopia”
Lunch
Even in a suburban garden, you sometimes get to witness remarkable wildlife in action. Such was the case the other day when I turned around while feeding my chicks, to find a magnificent clean up operation going on. Maybe I just identify with beings that stuff their mouths. I really do likeContinue reading “Lunch”
Unexpected August Harvests
Sometimes I hate August gardening. Or so I say to myself as I pick my way through humid, wet, over-grown tomato plants that tangle with wild morning glory vines. Those crazy vines grow so fast, and twist around and around every vertical stalk or post or fence, through the other leaves, around the otherContinue reading “Unexpected August Harvests”
Water Draws Us Together
Today is a watering day. I am grateful and so are the cucumbers that it is such a simple matter to get a drink out to my plants, so they do not croak in the blazing Maryland sun. As I run the hose under the beans, I find these words from a poemContinue reading “Water Draws Us Together”
Moms Aren’t Chicken
My friend and I went out to lunch yesterday and compared experiences with our young not-quite-adult children. Our youngest sons are both high school graduates this year. We mourned children who were communicative as young ones, and now necessarily shutting mom out in their effort to become independent. We held hands across the table andContinue reading “Moms Aren’t Chicken”
In Accord
My pool guy and I stood outside one early morning last week, talking about politics and sustainability. (We manage a property next door with a pool.) The absurdity of this situation was not lost on me. There is just nothing sustainable about a swimming pool. Unless you turn it into a fish pond, like my friendContinue reading “In Accord”
Berries and Broodies!
What’s new at the Simons’ Gardens?… peep peep!
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