A sedan pulled into our driveway just I was about to get into my car. I approached to see what they wanted, and the passenger window rolled down to reveal an elderly woman wearing an enormous grin and waving me over excitedly. She spoke with a thick accent even after decades of living in the … Continue reading The Gardener
Thirty-plus years ago (YIKES!) my parents did something that changed the course of my life: they took me whitewater rafting. I grew up outdoors. My first hike up Mount Pilchuck was when I was too young to have, much less tie, my own hiking boots. I still remember the mildewy canvas smell of our army-green … Continue reading Rogue Revelation
...As thousands of pairs of gossamer wings beat the air, I could smell the little sisters in that way that hungry way a mother smells her new baby. I felt settled in my skin again...
I have been up to my armpits in dirt. 8 yards of it to be exact. You might think that ordering a truck full of "Garden Soil" would be pretty straight forward, but you'd be wrong. So was I. Here is what I learned: First off, ORGANIC soil is not 'organic' in the way that … Continue reading Getting the Dirt on Dirt