When it starts to frost, it’s time for me to cover the strawberry bed and my new garlic shoots with some airy, insulating mulch. For all the time I’ve lived here in Maine, the time of the first frosts has coincided with the fall of
The first sign of the end of summer is here in my garden. The garlic is in and braided, ready to hang up for the winter. Can you guess which braid or braids was made by my hands? A portion of this year’s cloves
Mint brings all of life into slow motion. 4 Minutes Amid Mint by oakgall
My long-term gardening plan where I live in Maine is simple in the abstract: let the woods grow in from the edges over time and find something other than grass in the middle. As always in a garden, concrete reality becomes more complicated. I’ve got
What this landscaping fabric was not good for: restraining weeds. As you can see, roots have shot right through it. What this landscaping fabric is great for: poking up through the weeds that have taken over the spot in garish white plastic strips. The previous
Today is World Naked Gardening Day, but I can’t help but think that my bare feet wouldn’t feel very good pushing a shovel into the ground.
I’ve learned this morning about a new British passion. Well, actually, it’s an old passion, but it’s newly reborn. I’m talking about the scythe. The scythe is an ancient tool with a curved wooden handle and a long metal blade. Before gasoline-powered lawn mowers, the
This morning, I walked out my front door to discover that sometime last night, a lavender plant, nearly a decade old, had been ripped out of the ground and thrown onto the sidewalk. To me, this is an abhorrent act. A lavender plant provides flavor
This photograph shows just one of the manifrstations of climate change. This morning, I took this photograph of day lilies coming into blossom in my garden. It’s mid-November, and we still haven’t had a killing frost. I live within 100 miles of the border with
For many years, I lived in the South. I can still remember the sense of wonder that I felt in late October, my first year there, seeing that there were still garden plants blooming outside. Fast forward 20 years, and the South has moved North.
This morning, November is setting in, with dark skies and harsh winds pelting snowflakes at me. Back inside, I’m closing my eyes and listening to A Guide To Garden Wildlife from BBC Radio If you need to see, there’s also Garden Wildlife video from the