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…
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…
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…
“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…
Water, thank you! You helped gather kids from half a dozen families around a little tub of toys on a nearly-100-degree morning, to splash, giggle,…
In Tucson, the first day of spring on the calendar can go by unnoticed, minor. The weather became gorgeous (with a few lion-like interruptions) back…
“Can I show you my new babies?” I beckon my husband on the way out of the house. I proudly open the doors of my…
“I had a lot of fun in the garden yesterday!” beamed one of my elementary students entering school on Wednesday. The boy’s smile and his…
Desert gardening, on a practical level, means gardening in an arid environment. Desert gardening, on a personal level, means gardening in and with the place…
When I step into my Tucson backyard and an aromatic concoction of thick moisture, sun-warmed wood, and breezy coolness greets my nose, another place co-exists…