Why I Garden

While harvesting cucumbers last night, I watched the storm clouds roll in…again. This storm was milder than the doozy we had the night before, but it still brought another half inch of rain – on top of the four inches we’ve had in the past seven days! Part of that rain total was due to Tropical Storm Andrea, but the rest is from the evening thunderstorms that are summer fare here in the Lowcountry. And summer has arrived. The temperature hit 90 degrees yesterday, and it’s going to be in the mid-90s the rest of the week. It’s time to get out my respiratory knife and fork because the humid air is soon going to be thick enough to chew! Read more!

Where I Find Peace

As May comes to a close, June is looming on the horizon. Unlike most people, my mind no longer associates June with the summer solstice or schools releasing their wards for two months of frolicking or even weekend days at the beach. For the past fifteen years, the month of June has brought distasteful thoughts of auditors, excessive work loads, and fiscal year end deadlines. And every year, there is a tipping point where daily normal shifts to year end insanity. Today is that day. And it’s not even June yet!  Read more!

My Garden Reunion

I’ve been a little distracted lately. You see, my son – whom I’ve seen twice in almost four years – has moved back to South Carolina! With all the preparing, I was lucky I had time to tend to my seedlings and garden, nevermind write a blog post. But he arrived a couple days ago! And what I couldn’t wait to show him was my garden. Continued!

Grandpa’s Greenhouse

It’s amazing to me how a smell can be so powerful it can bring back a memory that is decades old! It’s a scientific fact that the olfactory bulb is part of the brain’s limbic system, which is closely associated with memory. However, the scientific explanation doesn’t quite do the experience justice. Today, when I removed the dome from one of my seedling flats to water the seeds, the humid, earthy scent gripped my nose and brought me to my grandfather’s greenhouse when I was five years old. Follow me down memory lane!