You Grow Girl™

The heat, mixed with a few days of rain this week, sent the various plants in my two square foot garden boxes (to avoid confusion that's two 4'x4' squares) to growin' up a storm. This weekend I spent a whole lot of time staking, harvesting and replanting and

Because I am afflicted with the disease commonly known as "Can't-Walk-Past-Plants, Most-Especially-Plants-on-Sale"-itis and because an entire kitchen garden that was non-existent a few days ago doesn't seem to be enough today; I done went and bought me some pathetic-looking transplants. But wait, they were only fifty cents!

It's time for me to face the cold, hard truth; my plot at The Parkdale Community Beer Garden is officially crap for growing veggies. With every new year I have found that while my soil continues to improve, the light on my tiny plot has been slowly

Well it turns out that the squirrels just up and left of their own accord. I have no idea why they would want to leave considering the cornucopia of delights waiting just outside their front door, but I'm not about to complain. And with their

Yesterday as I looked out on my little garden and picked out the weeds, it occured to me that I won't get to see the fruits of my labour this year. In about three weeks I'll be gone, off to another city. The finalization of this happened only

Last week, said friend and I were having a drink and discussing the ups and downs of local eating. He happens to be something of a literal expert on the subject and is a true wealth of info on all foodstuffs local. In my dream

As I've mentioned before I've taken the Square Foot Garden approach to my veggie garden this year, and am so far growing and harvesting a fair crop of our most regularly consumed veggies. I've been taking advantage of the very mild climate of the West Coast here and

Office Manager may sound like a hefty title, for those not in the know, but really I am just a glorified secretary. Sure I have a degree, but that doesn't equate to a high paying job in my chosen field: art. So I make enough to live

I was recently inspired by a gardener profiled in the April/May issue of Organic Gardening magazine. In the interview, gardener Dallas Hays of Lewiston, Idaho talks about making his own fish fertilizer (good for nitrogen) "..using a blender and squawfish from a nearby lake." He

I must admit, rather proudly actually, that I am hooked on National Public Radio. I am rarely impressed with top 40 radio, less impressed with the hip hop of late, and classic rock bores me to tears the moment Stairway to Heaven starts up.