As we lay out plans to better ourselves, I invite you to consider a concept from author and entrepreneur Danielle Laporte, who asks, “What will you do to feel the way you want to feel?” Laporte directs her readers from outward goals (go to the gym more, for example) to . . .
As gardeners, we play alongside Nature, taking turns sculpting the landscape and cultivating life. When winter comes around, we get cozy, curl up with warm drinks and greet her in thicker jackets—and through books. Flipping through plant catalogs is a hoot, and how-to gardening books are informative, but we can . . .
Once you’ve tasted freshly picked produce, it’s hard to settle for anything less. Our bodies know the difference between a tomato just off the vine and one that ripened in a truck on its way from Mexico. Those of us spoiled (in the best way) by fresh produce know that . . .
Maybe I’m the odd one, but I just can’t seem to wrap my head around raking up leaves, stuffing them into a big black garbage bag and setting them out on the curb to be picked up in a truck, driven across town and buried. Through spring and summer, trees . . .
Summer is fading and fall is creeping in. We’re canning, pickling and drying. We’re eating tomatoes with every meal, cooking squashes and making vegetable soups. We’re pulling out plants that have had their fun. And as we mosey around the garden, we have something to consider: the cycle continues. Fall . . .