The Tree That Trembles
My life has taken me from Indiana flat land to a blunt edge of a glacier, formed early on from a meteor strike or a natural occurring volcano.
Read MoreMy life has taken me from Indiana flat land to a blunt edge of a glacier, formed early on from a meteor strike or a natural occurring volcano.
Read MoreIf you live in an area that experiences below-freezing winter temperatures, as happens in zone 5 here in Indiana, you have a choice every fall.
Read MoreParting is such sorrow when summer ends and school begins.
Read MoreIt is the symbol to me of Mother embracing our family with flowers.
Read MoreRed, white and blue were the colors that made up the American flag when it was officially adopted in 1777.
Read MoreI was quite startled when my horticulture viewfinder posted a brown eye Susan.
Read MoreHave you ever planted your plants with great expectations, only to have no blossoms to show?
Read MoreFlowers are single, or in a raceme of two or three flowers at the top of a slender naked stem.
Read MoreMy New Year’s resolution is to get a zebra plant with bright yellow edges.
Read MoreThis perennial bulb, associated with the birth of Jesus, blooms here in Northern Indiana in April.
Read MoreOut of normal seasonal growth patterns, I collected the “bonsai-size” leaves from my northern red and scarlet oak as they fell to the ground.
Read MoreEach autumn, the leaves of trees throughout the neighborhood transition from shades of green to a tapestry of bold oranges, reds and yellows, telling their story.
Read MoreCollecting flower seeds from your favorite plants is a fun and rewarding pastime.
Read MoreWhen you look at a Roman stone arch, you can see that the stones stack on each other, held together by what is called the keystone, which ensures the stability of the structure.
Read MoreSummer blew by this year at the Syracuse Public Library, with summer reading programming wrapping up the week of July 25.
Read MoreIt was early spring and mother had already worked the soil into a ridge for sweet potatoes on the edge of her garden by the Bracht Ditch, which ran parallel to her garden.
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