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There is a specific, sharp ache that settles into my lower lumbar spine after an afternoon spent working at the back of a deep garden bed. You have to awkwardly…
Let’s talk about the trench warfare of gardening. Turf grass creeping into your carefully amended loam is a relentless, exhausting battle. I still feel the ache in my lower back…
Spring in the garden is rarely the gentle, poetic awakening you see in glossy magazines. It usually involves hauling buckets through frozen mud, a sharp ache in the lower back,…
Spring gardening usually starts with a stiff lower back and dirt permanently wedged under my fingernails. You haul out the half-empty bags of soil amendments, trip over that same infuriating…
My lower back is currently screaming at me. I spent the better part of Tuesday hauling fifty-pound bags of Portland cement out of my truck bed, breathing in dust, and…
I hate the high-pitched whine of a mosquito right by my ear. It always seems to happen when both my hands are covered in wet, sticky clay. You probably dug…
My lower back was screaming by the fourth hour. I had damp, heavy clay packed deep under my fingernails, and my knuckles were scraped raw. My favorite hori-hori knife, the…
My knees pop like cheap firecrackers every time I crouch down these days. Thirty years of hauling wet compost and kneeling on stray gravel will do that to a person.…
My lower back usually reminds me of my age before the sun even clears the fence line. Dragging bags of damp soil amendments around a cold yard strips the romance…
Shade gardening is rarely a picturesque stroll through a dappled woodland. Most of the time, it involves kneeling in cold, wet mud while fighting off relentless mosquitoes. The smell of…
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