How to Feed Hungry Epiphytes: A Realist’s Guide to 10 Fertilizers for Orchids
I still remember the sour smell of rotting roots back in the spring of 1998. I had just acquired a small collection of rare Paphiopedilum orchids, and in my eagerness…
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I still remember the sour smell of rotting roots back in the spring of 1998. I had just acquired a small collection of rare Paphiopedilum orchids, and in my eagerness…
My back still twinges when I think about the three-gallon terracotta pot I dragged up my narrow stairs last Tuesday. The smell of damp pine bark compost and old earth…
Every January, garbage cans around the neighborhood fill up with millions of bare, sad-looking holiday plants. It always makes my heart ache a bit to see these robust shrubs tossed…
My knees are currently aching from two hours of kneeling on cold, damp concrete, cleaning up a mess of soil and shattered clay. My favorite garden hose kinked in that…
My lower back still aches when I recall the summer of 2005. I was attempting to coax a decent crop of ‘Sugar Baby’ watermelons out of a sandy, unforgiving plot…
My feet were soaked, and the smell of rotting Java moss filled my small living room back in 1998. I had just flooded the carpet while cleaning a canister filter,…
Let’s start with a dirty truth about gardening. Behind every healthy garden lies a trail of dead foliage, rotten roots, and hard-earned failures. In 1998, I stood over a wooden…
My lower back still aches from bending over the damp forest floor yesterday afternoon. My fingernails are stained a dark, stubborn brown from digging up wild clay near the creek…
You are sitting on your living room floor, trying to unravel a tangled mess of green leaves, when a rough, brown appendage pokes you directly in the eye. If you…
I still get a twinge in my lower back when the humidity rises, a stubborn reminder of the summer of 2008. That was the year I tried to grow thirty…