My childhood was spent in the Southwest where triple-digit temperatures were standard summer fare. We lived miles away from the nearest public pool and nowhere near a wading stream. So I kept cool by running through the lawn sprinklers.
Who can resist lavender growing in an herb garden? The aroma catches our nose and the gray-green bushes covered with stems of purple, lavender, pink, or white capture our eyes. Soon fingers will play amongst the sweet softness of the leaves and flowers. There’s nothing quite like it.
At this time of year the shortening days and cooler temperatures mean that not much is happening in our gardens. Even so herbs can still be part of our fun. In the spirit of this festive time, I have use my herbal knowledge and cobbled together lyrics to “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” For each day in the song, I have substituted herbs that have traditionally been associated with the Advent Season, Christmas, and the birth of Jesus. And here they are….
Who can resist the lure of a summer garden in bloom? The riot of color, texture, and scent captivate our senses, helping us to shrug off the day’s worries. Pausing to admire a bed of marigolds or sniff a climbing rose is good for body and soul. With the coming of fall...
It’s ironic that after a tough day it can be hard to get to sleep. Our minds sometimes refuse to slow down. Personally, I hate laying in bed with my brain running like a gerbil on an exercise wheel. This can happen at odd times - most often when the day was eventful...
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