Nurturing in the Dirt

“The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.” – Alfred Austin I started volunteering again at Loaves and Fishes of Appleton – the place where, pre-pandemic, I helped serve meals to community members in need. They continued to provide bagged meals as a drive-up service beginning in March, 2020, but I have stayed away from serving in that capacity. ItchingRead more

Thursday Doors: The Florist

It’s almost flower planting time here in Zone 4. By the time Memorial weekend arrives at the end of May, most gardeners and plant/flower lovers will have thrown their favorite flowers and vegetables into the ground or in pretty clay pots. I’m a plant/flower lover with not-so-pretty plastic pots. It made sense for me (my car insisted) to make a slight detour on Saturday to check out a local florist’s early offerings in the Garden Center, greenhouse, and gift store.Read more

What? Again?

I barely had time to breathe during a four-day Memorial weekend, let alone publish a post. But, as I let the chemicals turn gray to a lovely shade of dark mahogany brown, and before I visited mom and spent the beautiful blue-sky afternoon with girlfriends, I found time to begin this rambling story. Natasha said to me on Sunday, “There’s always something to do,” and she’s right. Always. And I wonder how that happens to a single, sans children adultRead more

Weekly Photo Challenge: Masterpiece

Prairie coneflowers, mid summer. I went for a bike ride one night this week. The weather was perfect – blue skies, low humidity, temps in the 70’s. My ride led me around the neighborhood, across a busy street, and over to the local technical college and the start of a walk/bike trail. As the sun began to creep toward the horizon and I made my way into the belly of the trail, prairie coneflowers made an appearance at path’s andRead more