Vineyard Gardener
It has finally happened. We’ve had a proper freeze. It’s sad, as always, to see another season come to an end. It is, however, oddly comforting to...
Wow! It was quite a storm last Sunday. My friend, Sharlee, registered a 54-mile-an-hour gust on Chappy. I will say it made quick work of stripping...
I’m the queen of both superlatives and repetition. I know I’ve said this countless times, why stop now?
Gardening is nothing more than observation...
Everything I like and wish to repurchase gets discontinued or shipped off to China, where it’s manufactured cheaply and poorly.
I worked in the pouring rain last Saturday. Couldn’t have been happier. I transplanted all the baby collards, kales, spigarellos and lettuces into...
Last Saturday’s Living Local event was a good time had by all. A great documentary, Open Sesame, was presented before a sizable audience. It was...
I picked the wrong profession. I should have been a meteorologist. They are rarely right and they still get to keep the job. What really annoys me is...
I know I’ve mentioned this before. I’ve mentioned everything before — I’ve done this entirely too long. At any rate, slice radishes very thinly and...
Are we ever going to get rain? Whiting’s Pond has disappeared and the large pond at the Keith Farm looks to be a quarter of its original size.
My new favorite is the Fortex bean, a French horticultural type, only climbing over six feet tall and producing thin, round fillet-type beans over 10...
Hostas have so few drawbacks — they are beloved by rabbits, deer and slugs. Otherwise, they will serve you well.
I painstakingly separated the tiny thyme plants into cells. They had stems no bigger than a human hair. I planted them all randomly in my vegetable...