I’m not a fan of figs. I’m married to man who is and I love him nonetheless. I love fig trees and fig leaves for their form. Truth is I love the wonderfully complex geography of the fruit. How can so much be going on in something that is eaten and grows on a [...]
when we will move from our home. If we do, I will miss the magic of the Gothic vista that is a part of our dawn and our dusk.
when we will move from our home. If we do, I will miss the magic of the Gothic vista that is a part of our dawn and our dusk.
Last Saturday the air was a bit crisp, the skies were clear and dry. Great conditions for garden tours. We’re back at the long, driveway of one of the Altadena gardens. I actually took these pictures in reverse order. This garden was a combo of practicality and whimsy. It never took itself too seriously. [...]
It was very thoughtful of our friend Karen Klein to wear her red top for this picture. Well, I know she didn’t plan to be in the picture, but I couldn’t help but take the shot. She was doing what most of the rest of us would be doing given the glory of the planting [...]
It was very thoughtful of our friend Karen Klein to wear her red top for this picture. Well, I know she didn’t plan to be in the picture, but I couldn’t help but take the shot. She was doing what most of the rest of us would be doing given the glory of the planting [...]
James and I had different plans for our garden tours: he was devoting the entire day and I thought he would poop out after a few and we’d spend three or so hours garden viewing. We ended up touring gardens for almost six hours; including driving time. Having worked on our gardens for a [...]
James and I had different plans for our garden tours: he was devoting the entire day and I thought he would poop out after a few and we’d spend three or so hours garden viewing. We ended up touring gardens for almost six hours; including driving time. Having worked on our gardens for a [...]
James and I had different plans for our garden tours: he was devoting the entire day and I thought he would poop out after a few and we’d spend three or so hours garden viewing. We ended up touring gardens for almost six hours; including driving time. Having worked on our gardens for a [...]
A comment I often hear at the end of winter and the beginning of spring. I almost never have a succinct answer. As I wandered through my backyard this morning I was reminded where I’d spent my time.
