“When they’re black and shiny, they’re edible. It’s a mild flavor, but something you could survive on.” I am discriminating in my choice of which…
My cat Picacho (named for the Peak, near where he found his way into my life) used to beg for carrot tops. And spinach. Broccoli…
Fall is coming to a close. Cold mornings really arrived, the days are cool and clear. Easy. I had been away from the Marana Community…
Ask the sunflowers. Among three different Tucson-area locations I tend, sunflowers are sprouting this spring in: pots and raised beds where my son and I…
Brrrr! Slip some shoes on, don’t bother with a jacket, grab the pile of tattered old sheets and towels, and toss them over the six…
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…
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,…
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…
“The worms are alive!” I practically sang upon confirming that red wigglers moved within cool, moist soil in my portable worm bin. They were laying…
“Now we have another reason to save egg cartons,” noted a resourceful parent choosing seedlings I had prepared for a Town of Marana gardening class. …