Category Archives: Garden

Tender curls

This is a fern I transplanted from the forest behind our house to my garden. The little curls remind me of children so tender and young. Unfolding into the hardy yet fragile beings we all are as adults, not suspecting a well intended gardener would come along and remove us from our comfortable place in the world to grace the entry of what will soon be a spectacular landscape. Hey, a girl can dream, can’t she? ; )


All in a garden gray

My mother’s garden is so beautiful and vibrant, so I thought it would be interesting to look at it through a colorless prism.