Over the holiday weekend, we put in as many hours as we could manage weeding, starting early and working until we couldn't take the heat any more. I was determined to be more persistent than the weeds, to pull until they were gone. But there was one big thistle that wouldn't budge. Instead of getting... Continue Reading →
The Reluctant Gardener Confesses: Why I Love Weeding
I've shared my reluctance to garden as a child and my struggles to believe that things I plant will actually grow. But today I confess something that just adds to the mountain of existing evidence that I am nuts: I love weeding. As someone who hates to clean my house, it seems weird that my favorite... Continue Reading →
