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Arms of scarlet globemallow wave from the flower bed my son started last year on Earth Day. Bright pink Parry’s penstemon flowers polka-dot my field of view.  Flicks of feathered motion alert me to finches in the shadow of the oak tree.  I Read more…


The night I dreamed about the broccoli I couldn’t harvest fast enough, and woke up making lesson plans about broccoli sprouts, was a turning point in my gardening year.  I had gone from happily planting and tending and coaxing and Read more…


No matter how many times I hear the gentle song of mourning doves, the sound transports my mind elsewhere. Poof! I am standing in my late grandparents’ lush, Central Phoenix backyard, my happy place throughout childhood and young adulthood. Mourning Read more…


Rain!  Once again, desert rain revived my spirit and helped me to see life around me rebounding.  Two Saturdays ago, spatters on my windshield both to and from the Marana Community Garden had me giddy with laughing and clapping in Read more…


“Oh yeah, it’s Tree Tuesday!” quoted Kid 2 as we got ready for a day of Camp Mom.  All three kids loved climbing and fruit-harvesting in the fig trees of Marana Heritage River Park during our second week of summer Read more…


I confess: I made a trip to Lowe’s to buy a car-load of potting soil on Saturday instead of staying home.  It was a chosen, precious outing to help solve a wonderful problem: we had run out of places for Read more…


We’ve been eating breakfast outside, my kids and me.  It’s a summer tradition that got bumped up to spring this year since the schools closed.  Even with me putting in a few hours maintaining the school garden, and the boys Read more…


Good morning!  We’re all trying new things at home this week, right?  With my Nature to You public activities cancelled, I am using this time (among kid-entertaining, stocking up on groceries, and staying in touch virtually with family) to add Read more…


“Let’s go see if there’s ice in the pond!” and outside my boys go first thing on a frozen morning.  Sometimes it’s a fight for who gets to break the ice first.  Sometimes they are first mesmerized by trapped bubbles Read more…


Breathe.  Step outside.  Get some fresh air.  Let light in. For the second time in three winters, I was powerfully reminded this month how much I take these truths of well-being for granted.  A family member was hospitalized with respiratory Read more…

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