We bought this hyacinth as part of a pretext/disguise (I cannot reveal more!) a couple of years ago. When the case was over, I decided to pop the bulbs into the ground instead of throwing away the plant. Excellent choice. A little more love for the saucer magnolia: Stay tuned: redbuds take the stage next…
Since 2008, The Orwell Prize has been blogging George Orwell’s diaries 70 years to the day after he wrote them. I particularly love this most recent “post,” a moment of springtime loveliness as the blitz rages in London. 4.3.41 (March 4th. In European format, the day goes before the month.) At Wallington.* Crocuses out everywhere,…
What’s blooming in Nashville?
Gorgeous spring days making you itchy to get started in the garden, but not sure where to begin? A few ideas:
“Don’t forget to call Lidia Yakovlyevna tomorrow,” my émigré friend Inna reminded me yesterday at our weekly Russian lesson. “For the holiday.” I searched my mind frantically. I always feel so proud when Inna and her husband Victor tell me I’m “practically Russian”–usually when I’m happily scarfing down a plate of smoked herring or beef…
Mediocre spring haiku: Excavating weeds / from a mass of creeping phlox / cannot pull just one First burst of weeding this year: attempted to free the creeping phlox from a belligerent weed formation that threatened to overrun and sack the defensless perennial. Phlox blooms early, so I usually like to run my initial counterattack…
These two women not only make their corner of the world better, they thrive in the doing of it. And “thrive,” in this sense, has nothing to do with wealth, fame, or reality television.
Some brilliant, wonderful fellow has thrust his pulsating political wit into the gaping void of chaos that is Twitter…and spawned magic.
The Greenery 