7 Moon Gate Ideas to Create a Magical Garden Space
My lower back still twinges when the barometer drops. It is a lingering souvenir from digging a two-foot trench through solid clay back in ’93, trying to set the footings…
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My lower back still twinges when the barometer drops. It is a lingering souvenir from digging a two-foot trench through solid clay back in ’93, trying to set the footings…
Let’s talk about the creeping green menace currently taking over your garden beds. Cucumbers grow like weeds. If you turn your back for a day, they will choke out your…
May always tricks me. The mornings feel brisk, and the garden centers push a wave of fragile, soft-leaved annuals. But seasoned gardeners know what looms just around the corner. June,…
My name is The Plant Sage. I have spent over thirty years with garden dirt jammed stubbornly under my fingernails. Right now, it is early spring, and my entire yard…
I am The Plant Sage, and I have spent thirty years with dirt wedged permanently under my fingernails. I have walked the pristine, curated paths of Kew Gardens and studied…
I spent twenty minutes fighting a kinked yellow hose this morning. It folds in the exact same spot every time I drag it past the potting bench. My lower back…
My lower back usually starts aching right around mid-October. That is when the damp, heavy scent of decaying leaves settles over the garden, signaling the inevitable end of the growing…
I have been hauling terracotta pots around greenhouses for over three decades. My lower back reminds me of this fact every single morning when I bend down to inspect my…
March and April are miserable months to be out in the dirt. Your heavy boots sink deep into half-frozen mud, and the bitter wind cuts right through your worn fleece.…
I have spent over thirty years with my hands buried in dirt. Most of that time was spent making mistakes. I still remember 1998, when I drowned an entire collection…