Miss Happiness, Miss Flower, and the Portland Japanese Garden.
When I was nine, Japanese culture consumed my life. (What can I say? I was a quirky kid.) My passion began with a lovely little book »
Meetings, Marketing, and Mosaiculture.
Garden blogging tends to be a solitary life. You start seeds, pull weeds, write about what's working and what's not. And, if you're like me, you »
Gracious Gardening: The Gentlings' Historical Blue Briar.
Lately, I've been wrapped up in the rush of summer activities. I know that might seem like an oxymoron. But with our family--we don't do " »
A Place for Peace.
Tucked into a rough section of West Asheville is a respite for neighborhood children. A safe zone to explore. A place to learn how to grow »
Edible Dreams.
For the past week, I've dreamt of gardens. Elaborate gardens, formal gardens, lush mountain paradises, quirky artists' gardens, community gardens. A few of those dreams left »