No Matter the weather, a gardener is out there...

Putting the fall garden to bed may put me to bed!

Even a fall garden is beautiful...

They promised that spring would come again...

Gardens are good for people. Beauty, nature, nice smells, even worms can have appeal in the right situation...

I seem to be on a Things I Love kick.  Lately, my mind has been circling around roses.  This morning, I went outside to finally tie up my climbing roses that had been flopping all over the ground instead of rambling artistically across the walls of my shed. 

I love dirt.  Not the gossipy, snarky whispers – that’s way too boring – but the dark, gritty stuff underfoot that we all take for granted (I almost made a bad pun and wrote “for granite”…). Sorry.

One of my surprises is that there are several kinds of dirt in my yard – a history of place that literally goes back thousands of years.