The Name of the Rose

Years ago, while living in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, my partner and I made the acquaintance of a gentleman who was considered throughout the neighborhood to be a gardener of some skill. When we finally received an invitation to venture past the ten-foot privacy fencing into his little slice of paradise, we jumped at the chance to see what a Florida garden was supposed to look like. Continue reading

Let The Gardening Begin!

John’s got an army of seeds potted up, and I’ve started planting out the early stuff like lathyrus and wisteria. Spring won’t catch us napping! (Well, it might catch Pooh and Sebastian napping, but that’s what they do.)