Yesterday was the most spectacular day we have surely had so far this year. The yoshino cherries have opened up. They posed for my camera against the bluest of blue…
Still water in the garden. Two ways. I’m not sure which I like best. What about you? These images were taken in the historic garden of Virginia House, my favorite…
Well, not many anyway. On the left we have March 2012; on the right, March 2014. Click on the photos to see them bigger. What kind of nutty hamster wheel…
A wee Irish blessing for you today. Time to plant potatoes!
As Emma and I came home this morning from our walk, she put her terrier nose to the ground on the trail of exciting new scents and I looked skywards.…
It was 76 degrees here today! But tomorrow, another cold front is supposed to move in and the high on Thursday will only be 40. Please, Mr. March, sir, don’t…
Let’s hope the old saw is true and he will go out like a lamb. Here’s how things looked in the garden this morning. What is incredibly astonishing is that…
Abandoned pleasures. For others’ vision of this week’s challenge, visit here.
This week we are supposed to tell three-picture stories. So what could be more natural in a garden blog than to show an object in three different seasons? I thought…
Treasure in the garden. “All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not…
I was there. You can see others’ selfies here.
Honestly, I’m not sure I have ever called a flower an “object,” but this is my entry for this week’s Photo Challenge anyway. I took this image this afternoon in…
Lots of people complain about the winter. I suppose that I used to be one of them (though if I lived in Minnesota or Maine, I might still be). But…
Originally posted on Glittermoon Vintage Christmas: This is home. The place where I grew up. It is on the beautiful Eastern Shore of Maryland. My parents’ house is to the…
IN THE BLEAK MIDWINTER Lyrics by Christina Rosetti In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on…
falling leaves hide the path so quietly ~John Bailey, “Autumn,” a haiku year, 2001, as posted on oldgreypoet.com
And I just couldn’t help it. Yesterday I finished a large and important commission that I had been working on for weeks. I was really happy with the results and…
“It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.” – Confucius As an artist, this is the time of year that my little business…
Garden Reverie 