I don't have time to separate my lights from my darks when I do laundry, let alone have a garden for my edibles and a separate one for my ornamentals. My garden is one big gumbo, everybody jump on it and let's have a party! No reason for any area of my garden to look too utilitarian. Mix it up!
It's been so hot and so dry that my desire to save every plant that needs saving has worn out, like the waistband of my favorite pajama pants worn throughout my pregnancy. I'm all about self-preservation at this point. I work outside all day so when I get home…get me inside and into a bathtub filled with cool water.
Maybe I’m hyperactively creative. Perhaps, I’m cheap. It’s even possible that I purposely shirk convention. Whatever the Grinch-y reason, each year, I try to come up with unique holiday décor.
In Victorian times, apples or potatoes were outfitted with herbs, greens and flowers and hung up over doorways. It was said that those who lingered to share a kiss underneath were bound to settle down in marriage — but even if they didn’t, a sweet romantic moment was a sure bet!