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Gardening is a personal expression. It's "my art." It's a possession. And there's the problem. Aldo Leopold said tha...

Inside the garden gate New bed along the deck, sans butterfly bush, opens up the garden. Looking back toward gate Insect nirva...

A somewhat late spring, but not bad. Trees are leafing out like crazy. It's been stupidly hot in the 80s. And we've picked up some r...

I have started cutting down the garden and the sadness is unbearable. This was the first year I totally, completely, and head over heals f...

Here's the thing -- designing a garden, by its very definition, is an act against nature. A garden manipulates and contorts nature th...

The first prairie flower that blooms in my Nebraska garden is always one that surprises me. I’m not even looking for blooms in early to mid...

It’s good that we are having a national conversation about monarch butterflies whose overwintering numbers in Mexico have, once again, plum...

Gardens do so much for us. They console us, welcome us, connect us. They bring us moments of peace and reflection. They humble. They teach. ...

I teach a book called Ill Nature by Joy Williams to my writing classes. It's unique in that it includes both ranty, in-your-face essay...

I've been working on my gardening resume, some spring cleaning, and came up with a group of selected links to pieces I've written at...

“Any solution that does not take into account – or, rather, count as primary – polar bears, walruses, whippoorwills, bobwhites, chickadees, ...