After the “bright blue weather” of October, we’ve entered the grey days of November. And it’s glorious! I planted some pansies and other things a couple of weeks ago, but the dirt was so dry I had to fill each little hole with water and let it perk through to soak the thirsty soil. We’ve … Continue reading Grey Day
I’m really enjoying being outside on these lovely autumn days. From my morning walk around the yard with Shep to evenings on the deck with my husband, watching the leaves fall and getting some much-needed gardening done is a pleasure. I was delighted to find the season’s first blossom on my camellias. This has always … Continue reading End of October: Finally Fall
I'm in a bit of a rush today, so please excuse any errors and typos. I didn't want to miss an opportunity to share a few things from the garden I'm enjoying now. When the world's ablaze and tensions are high, a retreat to shady green areas is a good place to pray about it. … Continue reading SIX ON SATURDAY: Aaah! Aahctober
Yes, I know I haven’t posted in a while—six weeks, to be exact. But the garden hasn’t been great this summer. Extreme heat and severe drought have taken a toll on some of my most dependable plants. But you can still find something blooming 365 days per year somewhere out there, so I’ll show you … Continue reading SIX ON SATURDAY: End of September 2023
No, I’m not riffing on the new Barbie movie. I just happen to have a lot of pink in the garden now. And it’s hot here because of a heat dome that continues to wander back and forth across the Gulf Coast and Texas. We’re going on three weeks with temps above 96°F every day, … Continue reading SIX ON SATURDAY: August is Hot – Pink!
It’s hot. Yesterday I ran errands and posted a photo on Twitter showing my car’s dashboard registering an outdoor temperature of 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Then, two hours later it registered 103. I thank the Lord for air conditioning, but I feel for laborers whose jobs require them to work outside every day. The grass is … Continue reading July’s Eight on Saturday
In that liminal state between wake and sleep, my rambling thoughts bounce around like a pinball. I try to recall the dream I just had. I wonder what time it is. A worry-thought intrudes. I think about something that happened yesterday. I think about this day to come. I think about the grocery list. People … Continue reading Before My Feet Touch the Floor
Dottie Lovelady Rogers 