Before retiring a few years ago, I traveled for business, touring plant growing nurseries throughout the Southeast for two weeks every July (for forty-five years). Of course, a perfect time to experience the heat and humidity of the southern states, though it was occasionally hotter at home in Virginia, and nearly every hour of the…

I see many photos of gardens and wonder, “where is the room to grow?” Just like this garden, I suppose, though I have the excuse of thirty-seven years of growth. I should not be judged harshly over my failure to anticipate the current clutter, though think what you must that I continually add to it….

I learn something, sometimes many things, on every stroll through the garden. Of course, my limited brain capacity quickly discards the clutter of observations to simplify my enjoyment. I am a happy gardener, but often clueless. On this hundred degree afternoon, I was not surprised to see hydrangeas, then mayapples (Podophyllum spp.) and waxy bells…

Barbara and I have recently returned from visiting gardens and hiking snowy mountains (and chilly beaches) in Washington. We didn’t waste a moment, so our first few days back home were spent in well earned relaxation and necessary recovery. But, enough of that. Yesterday, we escaped the ninety degree heat with a hike just up…

Barbara and I have returned home after nearly two weeks hiking up mountains and exploring gardens in Washington. We were sufficiently entertained so that I barely missed the garden but upon our return there is, as expected, plenty to do. Certainly, I’m happy our long travel day is over. My priority this morning was to…