It’s probably been more than four years since a wild shade-loving tulip made its surprising appearance in a shady, grassy bed in my garden. Its color looked like the “before” shot in a commercial for women with faded blond hair. After a close examination on my knees, I determined it was actually a tulip. I know how long ago it was because my knees no longer permit close examinations.
I had one of those horticultural dreams the other night. You know what I’m talking about. The ones where you’re being ...
Illinois is an agricultural state. We all know that, right? But did you also know that Illinois imports 90 percent of its food
It’s great to be traditional, but sometimes we’d like to do a variation on the familiar theme
For me, one moment above all others elicits that life-is-good feeling: the germination of the first tomato seed on my radiator.
I’m not paranoid but it’s out to get me. It’s everywhere. It’s in my life, my dreams, my backyard, my garden.