::: an eclectic garden :::

An Eclectic Garden has a new home. Future posts can be found at An Eclectic Nature .

The garden is rife with opportunities to anthropomorphize. The plants are really thirsty, they reach for the sun and leap out of the ground,...

Hamamelis spp. Witch Hazel Here in southern Oregon February is a liminal time. We are, literally, on the threshold. It is not yet spring, b...

Server problems are nothing new but this problem seems permanent. I will switch to blogspot hosting while I try to find another solution. Th...

‘An abandoned blog’ is such a sad phrase. Better ‘a blog in hiatus’ or ‘a blog on sabbatical’ implying study and industry taking place in th...

August ushers in the great tomato extravaganza. Until frost I will be bringing in big bags of assorted varieties and will be caught up in pr...

A gardener’s spring begins in winter, in the imagination. And the imagination is a kind companion, forgiving and forgetful, encouraging and ...

Standing in the eye of autumn’s bluster is an elemental pleasure. Secure in the knowledge that warm shelter is but a few steps away, I can f...