Some years are better than others but at least I have flowers
I’ve cultivated a tiny bed of dirt where I’ve been growing vegetables for the last four years. Each year there’s a recurrence of certain plants with an addition or two […]
In the silence you can hear the bees
I live in a neighborhood dating back to the 20s. My house, like most, a colonial with leaded vestibule and sunroom doors, built-in shelves and wide crown molding was built in […]
where my feet are 