It’s that time of year again, when our gazebo overflows with annuals getting acclimated, awaiting a featured spot in one of the many containers that highlight the summer garden. I had a little time this Sunday afternoon to design a couple of the containers that will be placed in our full-sun front garden.
Continue reading Designing welcoming containers for sun
Having returned back home after participating in P. Allen Smith Garden2Blog 2013 event in Arkansas, I’ve been reflecting on how this year’s event was different than my inaugural trip in 2012. Last year, I focused so much on the wonderful people involved in the event that I missed a great many of the details that make Moss Mountain Farm such a inviting place. This year, I was determined to capture more of the warmth of the place.
I’m far from an interior design expert, but even my unrefined eye could appreciate the precision and thought Allen has put into his home. Down to the angle of each piece of pottery, the interior of the farm house is at once perfect, yet hospitable. I hope that my images below convey a small fraction of the beauty of Allen’s home.
Having four distinct seasons is a way of life here in the northern climes. I wouldn’t change it if I had the chance, as I truly enjoy the cold end that winter brings to the year. The clarity of a sunny, crisp winter day is beyond description. But, each season has a downside. For winter, that downside can arrive in the form of grey, overcast skies that can seem endless. When the main source of our light comes from an electrical outlet, our moods sour and our minds and bodies go into a sort of survival hibernation. Continue reading Brightening the winter blahs with cut flowers
My Facebook news feed has been filled with posts about natural holiday decorations the past few days. Over coffee this morning, I found myself drooling over yet another wreath made of fresh magnolia leaves, holly and arborvitae and decided to do something about it. Continue reading Quick clips from the garden
|Rosa ‘John F. Kennedy’|
A tempered enthusiasm for the weather has started to grow within me this weekend. I’m not getting too far ahead of myself, but I’m not so jaded by this summer that I can’t sit back and enjoy the cold front that has stalled over the central part of the country. It’s refreshing to spend the morning out in the gazebo without feeling the heat of the day slowly building toward claustrophobic proportions.