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It seems sudden, the arrival of the night. But the evenings are evenings, again. This is 7.39pm on Monday. Supper not on the table, yet.  Ra...

And sometimes the terrace is a mess. Because it all happens here, on the stone table. Potting, transplanting, and after it is all swept and ...

And it's August. July slid by, filled with walks and picnics, and wild scents and red fruits.  The terrace has filled out to its summer ...

July, and the Silk Road lilies have opened. They are taller than I am. During these hot days they hold their breath, but towards late aftern...

It wasn't always like this. That Nanking cherry bowl has been empty, until this midsummer. Because I couldn't find them. Until last ...

For me, much of the appeal of traveling - even a small distance - is to meet the plants that grow in the other place. (I can't imagine w...

Within a week of leaving this cottage in Maine last September I had booked another week, for this spring. We had no idea what the travel sit...