Bareness

A writer intent Went to the Internet, To give her poor blog a post. But when she got there, The Internet was bare, And so her poor blog had none. And here’s what I was going to write last night:

It’s invasion of the mushrooms, people

Where the mushrooms are growing, now it’s mushrooms upon mushrooms upon mushrooms up there. Since a sea of brown is not a lovely picture, here’s one of the peripheral clumps, so you can see what they look like. I would compare them to tree ears, except those actually grow on trees. I would ignore them […]

Tomatoes just want to be red

Right around the beginning of November, I saw the frost written on the ground and cut down the tomato plant, filling this bowl with green tomatoes. The first three red tomatoes I soon removed and ate. And then the next few to turn red. And the next. And now a whole bunch of little green […]

Mystery shears

You never know what you’re going to find. These gardening shears actually turned up a couple weeks ago. I was digging up weeds and thought I had found a really big rock. Turned out to be really old shears. They have got to be at least twenty years old, as they’re not mine. Anybody looking […]

Beer and … Bees?

We had beautiful warm weather for NERAX North, so nice the honeybees were buzzing around these chrysanthemums growing in planters behind the Tap. But two of them weren’t bees.

Red Falls Near and Far

I’m still picking raspberries! Maybe not quite a bowl full, but they’re bearing quite a respectable collection every couple days.

Four out of five collards align

I don’t plant anything in rows. I like squares and clusters. Where I don’t plant, I like letting new plants spring where they think they will do best; and where I do I like to make it look as if the plants put themselves there. So what am I to think when I let collards […]

First Frost

Woke up to frost on the leaves this morning, and the birds woke to find ice on their drinking water. I will spare you the sight of the other carnage: the dead squash plant, cold-singed eggplants, and truly nasty-looking water garden. It’s winter’s first kiss.

A Pre-Rakhaelite Maple

This is what I get to see as I climb the steps: a maple tree covered in gold, in its moment of glory before the leaves fall.

Insane Mushroom Posse

All over a corner of the hill, a swath of mushrooms has popped up like, like, mushrooms. This is just one small portion of them. And the visible portion of a fungus, the fruiting body, is just one small portion of the whole organism. There must be a giant mass of mycelium under there. The […]