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Would you like to go to Ravinia?   -- she had asked when we were talking about my coming down to see her and her boyfriend. It’s ...

Early in the morning, I finish planting the last (I hope) of the damage control plants in my suffering flower beds at the farmett...

The clock moves forward. At night, the rains come, during the day, the sun heats and somewhat dries the wet fields. The committee o...

Secrets, in general I don’t live in a world of secrets. That’s obvious. I blog and even though not everything makes it onto O...

Can I interest you in photos of growing things? Our most wonderful and exciting hour was actually an early one: right after bre...

On some days I think -- this is it, a perfect rendition of how a summer day should unfold. Other days? Well, they're like a che...

I suppose some could say that my constant reference to the farm (or 'farmette,' because it’s a small amount of land) is m...