From the Series: Life on Dog Hill It’s that time of year in North Carolina when I become a full-time gardener and part-time everything else. Although I’m still waiting for the green leaves on the trees to unfurl, there’s much to do in a zone seven garden. Pruning,...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill Most of my discretionary time these days is spent in the garden. To be honest, unless I have a work commitment (someone else paying for my time), I’m in the garden. After all, it’s July in a zone 7. Nature is taking over. I begin my...
From the Series: Life on Dog Hill When I stepped out into the garden to pull a few weeds, it was 7:40 in the morning. I’d just finished my second cup of coffee with hubby. “Only 20 minutes,” I told him, as he headed downstairs to his office. “I’ve got too much to do...
Eleven days in spring is a long time to be gone when you call North Carolina home. Here trees can sprout leaves overnight and grass can grow as high as your knees. One must take spring very seriously here — especially if one is a gardener. I returned home from...
Wolfeboro, NH. August must be the best month for gardens in the New England states judging from what I see in Wolfeboro. This quaint town, nestled on the eastern shore of Lake Winnipesaukee, is at its height of garden delight. Everywhere you look, spider plants are...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill One of the most expensive and time-consuming errors that parents make is to hire their kids to “help in the garden.” Trust me, I know. The problem is that I continue to do it. Why? Because they need the $$ and I refuse to give it to...
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