My earliest memory is of the sea. Well, that’s a lie, it was also of my mother’s tomato plant jungle in her garden, but I don’t know which came first. We were living in Venice Beach, before it became hoity-toity. (I can only imagine what that house, if it’s still standing, would fetch in the… Read More
I’ve been taking a lot of walks recently in the woods and fields behind our home. This time of year, they have a scent that’s spicy and sweet and reminds this former city girl of happy days spent at summer camp. And have I mentioned the golden September light? Oh, I’m sure I have, so… Read More
A beautiful afternoon spent in the garden yielded the following rewards: pentstemon seed pods for scattering, some finished compost for the roses–yum, Asiatic lily stem bulbils for propagating and an abandoned house wren nest.
Some of the last roses of summer brought into the home: ‘Comte de Chambord’ on the left and ‘Abraham Darby, ‘Marchesa Boccella’ and ‘Madame Ernest Calvat’ on the right Friends, I’ve missed you! But such is the way as summer winds to a close and we ready for the return to to school and regimented schedules… Read More
We had gorgeous rain yesterday. Afterwards, while we were walking the pups, I was kicking myself that I didn’t have my camera handy because as the storm was moving east and the sun was setting in the west, there were several rainbows present as well as clouds that were rising like massive cathedrals, brilliantly lit… Read More