Garden
Frog; Cougar; Ranger
I love Nature, really I do. There’s a reason I live in a house with nothing but trees as far as a stone can throw, with neighbors who have wings or wattles or sometimes large teeth. But in my last house, we had a half-barrel pond near the front door, with plants and lilies. The…
Read MoreGoing bats
Today when I went to crank up the umbrella that shades my study window, I found that in the week I was off in New Orleans, a couple of local residents had moved in. I like bats. They’re charming little things, and I was sorry to upset them today, waking them from their sleep and forcing…
Read MoreWaterperry gardens
My mother made precisely one trip out of the westernmost coast of the United States. In the summer of 1984, I took her to England for three weeks: all her lifetime’s travel in less than a month. We were mostly in Oxford, where she reveled in the sound of the bells, the boats on the…
Read MoreFlowering welcome
It’s no secret that I have a weakness for odd plants. And a while ago I posted images of my front entrance, the thing that sold me on the house from my first step in the front door. But the house still manages to surprise me. When I got back from a trip to England…
Read MoreOdd housemates
I love odd plants. I’ve posted about my various odd housemates, of the vegetable variety, from time to time.Now another long-time inhabitant of a sunny window has sprouted some peculiar and quite unexpected blossoms. Who’d have guessed that something like this— would sprout into this— Life is full of such delightful surprises. (And in case…
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