I’ve recently discovered that I don’t like transition. I don’t even like the word… Transitioning usually means some type of…
The “Way Maker”. Lyrics by Leeland. I’m sitting quietly this morning…very unhurried. I have my cup of Earl Grey tea,…
A store can be lots of things….a massive warehouse or a child’s collection of broken bits of china at a…
Yellow is the happiest color there is. There, I said it. How’s that to start a blog with an opinion…
The most lovely time of year in Texas is Fall. Or maybe Winter. Or maybe Spring…. But certainly not Summer.…
The earth is dry. Everywhere I look, I see a shade of brown. It is almost impossible to explain to…
Sternbergia….The Fall Crocus. I actually don’t use the “official” name of this bulb when describing it to people…..”Sterm-berga-what????” I rarely…
It’s been a very productive week with finding “forever homes” for the flooded house bulbs. Yesterday, I planted about 400…
“If you don’t like the weather in Texas, wait a few minutes…..it will change.” That phrase never made sense to…
If Sternbergia was a woman, she would be an over-the-top Operatic Diva. Seriously, the drama of this heirloom bulb falls…