Nope. Nothing’s changed since yesterday. The garden is still frozen. Old snow is not pretty. Poets wax on about the beauty and stillness of winter but I’m thinking it’s time to move on. Sydney Eddison, writer, gardener and lecturer, wrote: “Perfection in life and in the garden depends on a counterpoise too fragile to maintain…
Thanks to a jet stream that drooped well south of its usual course, followed by repeat performances from a polar vortex, my home in Southern Ontario is locked in a record-breaking deep freeze. Ninety-percent of the Great Lakes are covered with ice. Lake Ontario, just a short stroll from my front door, is now famous for escaping…
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There's always room for one more plant.
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