I am on the furthest eastward point of St. John US VI in a beautiful rented villa open to the sea and air on all sides. The only discordant part of the gorgeous setting and decor are the fake indoor plants that seem to be de rigueur in vacation homes. The silliest is the fake banana tree…
In the third quarter of July, I noticed a little empty space in the garden leading to the house. It was a stubborn piece of earth. In that spot, I had tried several times to germinate watermelon seeds and seeds from particularly delicious melons I had just consumed. Nothing grew. That tempting piece of earth did not seem…
no one here but us chickens On the road to Crowe’s Landing ,Stoney Lake ,there is a farm wth an arresting sign: a life size soft sculpture of an old man holding a board that reads,”EGGS”. If you are lucky he isn’t holding the sign that says ‘Eggs sold out”. eggs I stopped as usual…
If you think; ” a new broom sweeps clean,” is a refreshing adage, you have no idea of how the concept of getting to the root of my garden’s suffocation and plague is rejuvenating. After all, a new broom is only sweeping away some mildly irritating dust mites and dust bunnies revealing a clean floor but digging out pernicious roots…
In the post of August 29th, I was struggling to measure the broom corn with a ten foot pole. I needed a fifteen foot pole to touch the tops of the corn. In this photo if you look at the tiny sprouts at the extreme left you will see the broom corn in my garden in…