Traveling the World Through Others
Since moving into our new home last spring, my husband and I have really kicked up our bird-feeding game. Multiple bird feeders span our backyard. Each space is adorned with bird houses and even long, tube-like bags filled with meal-worms and thistle. We didn’t even know you could feed birds with this varied menu. But…
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As I have discussed before, I am in the midst of tending to my first real garden. My husband created nine garden boxes and threaded together my vegetable and flower labyrinth. Last week the plants really started exploding, and everywhere I look, I see tall green stalks and fat, ripening fruit and veg. We are…
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I have wanted a large garden for years. My obsession with plants started at a very young age. It all started the day my mom bought me an African violet when I was only five years old. My diligence while taking care of the plant was unwavering. I watched it and watered it and loved…
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We are moving in about a month. Our house, the new house, is being built on someone’s land. They tore the old house down and dug deep into the earth. The dirt in our area is a deep red clay, so the ripped areas look almost bloody. Or maybe that is just how it feels…
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My grandmother loved gardenias. When I was young, she always had gardenias in her home. There was a large one in her sunroom. It sat atop the table and I feel like it bloomed year round. The pungent smell of gardenias reminds me of her and the home my grandfather built for them. Since my…
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The Wandering Empath 