I’m holding the baby onion bulbs in my palm of my hand, admiring their unique shapes and shades of color. It’s an unusually warm day for March in the Midwest. My first year gardening, like the novice I still am, I would have planted every single seed I had, on a warm day like this…but I’ve learned. Slowly. All too slowly. Patience is the gardener’s greatest virtue. Slowly learning patience…Slowly. Continue reading
in the garden
a note of welcome
the speckled pumpkin is a place for those who long to slow the pace, slow long enough to celebrate the beauty in small things oft left unnoticed in the hustle. Continue reading