The melon’s parents grew on a commercial farm, likely in Yuma. It was delivered to Basha’s or Albertson’s, then consumed by my family, sometime in 2020. Our family dubbed this variety “Grocery Store Cantaloupe”. The melon’s parents grew in a Read more…
Eclectic. Wild. Scattered. Littered with the kids’ toys and gardening projects unfinished. I love my yard and also admit to zooming in on favorite plants for blog and Facebook posts to hide the mess of the big picture. When a Read more…
“Do you want to see a huuuuge spider, Mom?” asked my 11-year-old. We were both exploring the Marana Community Garden in our own way. My son was peeking and poking along the perimeter of plot 37, stopping when he spotted Read more…
When my 11-year-old gets up early and joins me on the back patio to read in the rain while I sip my coffee and watch the water, life is a little sweeter. When the same kid cheerfully gets his jacket Read more…
“Cats, dogs, yummy supper, getting to play Minecraft this afternoon, getting to play soccer after supper” rattled off my 8-year-old during “Thank-yous” at the end of supper last Sunday. Like a lot of Tucson families, we hide during the hotter Read more…
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…
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…
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…
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