For years I hauled a rosemary plant inside in the winter, back outside in the spring. That darn thing lived for years, and I was very attached to it.

Staring at the onions, carrots and potatoes on my cutting board, I realized that each of the ingredients had come from my garden.

Brrr! I admit I was surprised that our first real freeze was so deep. Everything is gone.

I see by the Weather Channel that a freeze is heading our way. Although it will be sad to see the end of some of the still-blooming annuals, I...

As the Farmers’ Market shifts to its winter venue at the Agricultural Hall, talks have resumed about relocating the summer market there as well.

Out in Katama, on a grassy plain that runs out of green only when it crashes into a blue horizon, a flock of 50 heritage turkeys live the good life.

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