A gardener is born.
In August of 2013, I moved from San Francisco, where I had lived for over 20 years, to Portland, Oregon. I moved in large part because I wanted to have a garden. 762 more words
Just because my husband decided not to plant this year, didn’t mean we had to go without organic, home-grown goodies. Now that the roof was up, I thought I might fill it with potted plants, maybe hang a hammock and create my own tropical, and edible, paradise. 647 more words