My gloved hand scratched the soil in a zig-zag pattern. Sweat dripped, irrigating the treasure I sought. My back...

“What are you doing?” My 11-year-old nephew appeared behind my shoulder. Kneeling to the ground, my attention...

  Seed packets adorn my countertop. The grow light clicks on at 6 a.m. and off at 10 p.m. If you didn’t know...

I almost didn’t share it. But before I could talk myself out of it, I posted a photo of a brand new crop I planted...

His warm voice on the other end of the call immediately eased my clenched stomach. Both excitement and nervous energy...

I had waited two long years for this moment. My husband and children sat next to me at the dinner table, oblivious to...

I called him “Pop.” While twirling and hanging from my blue and yellow metal swing set, I would look over our fence to...

“Be sure you pinch those suckers off.” It seemed everyone who visited my garden in the early years pointed out these...

I mingled among the women, waiting to begin my “How to Start a Garden” workshop. On the cusp of spring, I delighted to...

The towering pines on the horizon began to hide late afternoon sun. It was December 20th, one of the three shortest...

If the official start of the Christmas season is the day after Thanksgiving, then the official start of the gardening...

The sun dipped beneath the towering pines. My eyes squinted as I cut through the mess of dead tomato stems. My kids...