Ocean

There comes a moment in the growing season -- it lasts maybe two days -- when our lilac opens up its blossoms, while the crab apple is still...

A day like this one happens maybe what, three times a year? Stunning, no matter how you look at it. I could tell the minute I stepped outsid...

You may call me a day lily person. I love growing them and I cannot imagine a sunny flower field without them. They figure prominently in my...

How I love the Sundays when we all come together here, at the farmhouse for brunch. Especially on a fine May day. When no one is sick. Nor i...

Yes, family. All of it. Younger, from Chicago, slightly older from this neck of the woods. Wonderful daughters, husbands, kids. Together her...