“Mom, there’s a baby bird over here,” calmly called Kid 1 from across the backyard. I admit conflicting feelings of wanting to help the dove…
On a recent sticky August morning, I waded through the mint to look for zucchini and corn. Despite the memes about abundance appearing on my…
Eclectic. Wild. Scattered. Littered with the kids’ toys and gardening projects unfinished. I love my yard and also admit to zooming in on favorite plants…
“Do you want to see a huuuuge spider, Mom?” asked my 11-year-old. We were both exploring the Marana Community Garden in our own way. My…
When my 11-year-old gets up early and joins me on the back patio to read in the rain while I sip my coffee and watch…
Rain! Once again, desert rain revived my spirit and helped me to see life around me rebounding. Two Saturdays ago, spatters on my windshield both…
Desert gardening, on a practical level, means gardening in an arid environment. Desert gardening, on a personal level, means gardening in and with the place…
The coyote was an especially good sign. I know, coyotes can be tricky. But this one was exactly where it should be. It was we…
We eat our breakfast outside. Every summer morning around 6:30 my two young boys and I schlep a simple meal to the backyard, pick a…