My MALS class, The Meaning of Gardens, is over. Over. [insert violins] I was really impressed by the variety of projects that people in the class did for their gardens. Mine and a couple of others were basically carrying on a plan that we already had. But some of these folks were new to gardening…

The difference between today and all the days in the past six weeks was a stunning contrast. Things have finally calmed down since I stopped trying to do everybody else’s jobs and began telling people no. Now I just have to wait for them to do their work so I can put it all together.…

Do you ever wonder what your living partner does when you’re not around? I mean, I thought I knew. But I just found a harmonica on the table next to the toilet.

Whoa! It is trash-picking season in College Hill. I found a neat little statue in a trash pile on the way to church tonight. They were having a program on gardening. It was three primitive little men holding a bowl in the middle of them. One of the men was headless. I figured I’d put…

So I only got two hours of sleep last night. So what? And I’ve only had one full night of sleep since last Thursday. Other people run on adrenaline all the time. What is weird is that I usually can’t, but here it is 3:30 in the afternoon and I’m still chugging along…maybe I’m getting…

I’ve wanted to write a garden journal for a couple of years now. I wish I had started writing about my garden at its beginning, but now is better than never! I have been fascinated with food, gardening and ecology for a long time. More recently I have become seriously interested in voluntary simplicity and…