June is the month of waiting in the garden, at least for me. The show-stoppers of summer vegetables–tomatoes and sweet corn–have largely not yet arrived. I spend a lot of…
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I didn’t take any pictures of the sandwiches Thursday, and this is something of a tragedy. They were a thing of beauty. Well, it looked okay. It tasted awesome. Thursday,…
I am a one-note wonder in the summer, and that note is vegetables. If there were a reality TV show that consisted of nothing but various people competing to find…
In summer, we speak the language of gardens. Of vegetables and rainstorms. The rabbits are eating the beet greens. There are grubs in the radishes. The raccoons will find the…
There are grubs in my radishes, teeming in tiny multitudes at the roots every time I push back the leaves. I tried to convince myself at first that this was…
This time of year is like the sound of an orchestra warming up after a long, quiet season in the concert hall. The hint of violin there. The rattle of…
Is it Garrison Keillor who tells the joke about zucchini in the Midwest? The only time Midwesterners lock their cars is in the summer to keep their neighbors from dumping…
If waiting were weather, it’d be humid and hot. The kind of air that wets your throat as you breath it in. The kind of summer day where the sun…
Beginning Memorial Day weekend, there’s been some serious gardening action going on around our house. We finally bought our raised bed kit, a lovely two-tiered 4 x 8 foot cedar…
This weekend, a friend posted some pictures of wildflowers blooming on Facebook. I remembered that last spring when I went on a walk down the Daryl R. Karns Natural History…
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