Wednesday Vignette: Dusty Illusions of Late Summer

“The sun shone upon a yellow mustard field and there was a haze over the low green tree-fringed horizon beyond. It was sunny again, but

View from the end of the month: August

Here’s what’s going on in my patch of land in northern New England as of 31 August 2016: We’ve had some rain in the last

Late Summer

Came across this poem, which felt right and true, and decided to decorate it: Late Summer by Anna Kamienska I’ll lock myself now in a

Deep Summer

If you want to see plants waving fronds, flowers, and foliage in the air like they just don’t care, come to my garden now. If