This significant summer

Come spring, we watch fat female robins and the wreath on the west pavilion post. A mama robin built a nest in the wreath’s cradle years ago to become a popular destination for breeding our state bird. A benefit of husbandry, harboring songbirds is not for the...

Healing in the leaves

And he shewed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb. In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her...

When we ironed our hair

Fair-skinned, I wear a wide-brimmed hat, long-sleeved blouse, gloves, pants, socks, and shoes to garden. With few exceptions, style holds no sway over my clothing and coiffure when I cultivate food and flowers. Comfort and function determine my yard work wardrobe. One...

Learning to tie my shoes

Last May, a young woman named Mallori from Fogler’s Greenhouse in Lake Orion called. “This is our first spring at this location. The end of July we’ll bring in produce for a farmer’s market.” “That’s fabulous! I’ve shopped Fogler’s on Rochester Road for years.” “Do...

Perfect timing for a nature freak

Several Aprils ago, I drove by a DTE crew lunching on a shady hill–my favorite slope on our Natural Beauty Road. I pulled over to the right shoulder where orange columbine once danced in the wind, and turned off my car. I pushed the hazard button and walked up the...