I’m pretty sure that in the pre-Google era most everyone who spoke of or asked about moss was trying to get rid of it. Even now googling “moss in the garden” produces five “how to kill” results before the first “how to grow.” But I recently attended a lecture at the Chicago Botanic Garden given by Dale Sievert, whose passion for and expertise about mosses made me question how anyone could contemplate mayhem against such a beautiful, ancient and eco-friendly organism. Since mosses have slowly, over the past few years, begun to colonize the damper, shadier parts of my tiny urban forest (i.e. my front yard), I was happy to be urged to encourage the process rather than fight it.
If “ignorance of the law” is no excuse, does that apply also to the laws of nature? Of physiology? Of reproduction?
It’s great to be traditional, but sometimes we’d like to do a variation on the familiar theme
People ask me why, year after inexplicable year, I continue to crank out these bizarre little lyrics for the holidays.
For vegetable gardeners, straw bale gardening may be the best innovation since sliced bread.
Back in January 1906, the Gardener’s Monthly Magazine featured these women perusing seed catalogs and magazines.