- 5:46 pm Wednesday, June 28th, 2017 by Staff Writer
One of my earliest garden memories is of planting peas with my grandma.
She showed me how to place the tiny hard seed in the ground, and cover it with a bit of soil. The rains of western Oregon kept the spring soil wet, and daily I would go out to check the seeds. I expected to see sprouts within hours, at least within a day or two! I had to learn patience… After a few weeks, the pea plants were as high as my chubby knees…and after a few months (eternity to a child) they were ready to be plucked [More]
- 5:03 pm Wednesday, June 21st, 2017 by Staff Writer
I love to garden.
Since I was a kid alongside my parents and grandparents, I’ve loved to be out in the garden!
I love the feel of dirt in my hands, rubbing seeds in my palms and placing them in well prepared soil, watering, weeding… the thrill when the first little shoot comes out of the ground, and tingling joy watching those shoots stretch, and grow, and leaf out, bloom, and bear their fruit.
And oh boy, do I love to harvest and enjoy the bounty of the season!
Life is just like this!
If you want to plant seeds of love, you must first [More]
- 6:25 pm Wednesday, June 14th, 2017 by Staff Writer
One of the things my brain does when I’m not paying attention is script conversations that will never take place. Sometimes it’s things I’d love to say to my children, friends, or loved ones but haven’t exactly been invited to share an opinion on.
Too often I find myself arguing with people who have wronged, hurt, or frustrated me. In these imaginary scenes, I make my point, declare my stance, and am vindicated to hear them say “I’m sorry.” Sadly many of those I’m dialoging with are long gone; passed away or simply no longer a part of my daily life.
- 12:16 pm Thursday, June 8th, 2017 by Staff Writer
OK, not officially, until the 20th, but it’s HERE and it’s glorious! Are you just as excited as I am?
In my neck of the woods, it was a very windy, soggy winter. We had storm after storm, the kind my Ozark mamma would have called “real toad stranglers.” I was SO DONE by February, but it just kept coming. I tried to stay positive, I implored you to stay positive, but oh my word, I am so happy to welcome summer!
I’ve been out in the garden every chance I get. Tilling, planting, tending, waiting… for the first early peas, lettuces [More]