The Gritty Reality of Summer Snapdragon Deadheading Tips
My lower back aches just thinking about this topic. Yesterday, I spent four brutal hours hunched over a sprawling, chaotic border of Angelonia angustifolia. You probably know them by their…
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My lower back aches just thinking about this topic. Yesterday, I spent four brutal hours hunched over a sprawling, chaotic border of Angelonia angustifolia. You probably know them by their…
It’s 6 AM, and my lower back is already screaming at me. Spring planting means cold, wet mud seeping right through the worn-out knees of my denim overalls. I’ve got…
May hits you like a freight train in the garden. One day you are waiting for the late frosts to pass, and the next, everything is overgrown and screaming for…
I still remember the smell. It was 1998, and I had just wiped out my entire collection of rare Phalaenopsis orchids. I spent a small fortune on those plants after…
My lower back is currently radiating a dull, familiar ache. I spent the entire morning untangling a heavy rubber hose that kinks in the exact same spot every time I…
My lower back has a permanent ache these days. After thirty years of hauling bags of compost, bending over nursery benches, and scrubbing out terra cotta pots, the physical toll…
My lower back is currently throbbing, a dull ache that reminds me I spent six straight hours pulling bindweed yesterday. I can still feel the grit of dried loam wedged…
My name is The Plant Sage, and I have dirt perpetually wedged under my thumbnails. Thirty years of digging in the soil teaches you a few hard truths about biological…
The Reality of Boundary Control My knees crack like dry kindling every time I stand up from the dirt. Thirty years of yanking bindweed and wrestling wet compost will do…
In 1998, I managed to rot the roots right off a collection of rare Bulbophyllum orchids I had spent three months tracking down. I drowned them because I didn’t respect…