My totally organic garden feeds me. Except for the fall prep calendar and sun placement, nothing is organized about it believe it or not!
If you want your garden to be a monarch butterfly way station, you must plant butterfly weed. This statuesque, architectural statement in your yard is a miracle plant!
I was on my back porch sorting seeds I had dried from last year, basking not in the sun, but in the unusually cooler weather of an early Texas fall. The rain fell with a steady thrum, surrounding the perimeter of the porch, giving me the illusion of resting in a tent with the flaps open.
The mornings these last few weeks have been divine: temperatures are in the 50s, the wind is an invigorating slight breeze, the storms are held at bay, and my shoulders need a slight shawl. What better weather is there than this to sit on the back porch, watch the dawn rise, and sip on a cup of smooth cappuccino without having to trek to the nearest coffee shop! And I can get my own free instant refills!
Do we sometimes want the crazies in our lives to stay crazy so that we can continue in the role we’re used to? We pray for change, but do we really want it? Healing will turn roles upside down and change the entire environment. Your own family and friends might not “like” the new you transformed by healing.
As perennials are finished and are cut back, now is the time to implement all those catalogue browsing, magazine dreaming, yard envy planning!
Visualize the stance of the long jump track star when he/she completes the soaring leap and lands heels first in the sand pit. That’s a perfectly succinct snap shot of the phrase, “dig your heels in!”
Nothing screams fall like warm caramel sauce!
My daily egg harvest gives me so much joy! The whole undertaking of visiting my chickens every morning reminds me to grab the preciousness of each moment, to live in the present, and to pay attention. I’m reminded to not rush through a task, negatively dressing it as a chore to be checked off. Am I guilty of thinking, “what do I have to do next?”
I’m dividing and conquering iris bulbs today. Many gardeners don’t care for irises because they only bloom for a couple of months off and on. However, what a show they put on in the early spring when summer warmth is barely kissing the winter cold.