The Inflexible Gardener

The Inflexible Gardener There is a war going on in my garden. Like most of these things, it involves a border dispute. There has been evidence of spying, reconnaissance missions, and casualties. Sometimes, civilians have been hurt. There are surprise surges, weekend attacks, and outbreaks that looked small at the outset, but which ended in … Read More

The Spirited Gardener (Christmas)

The Spirited Gardener By Sandy Wieber I have a problem. I am addicted to Christmas trees. I mean, I don’t drink their sap or anything weird. I just buy them and put them up. I can’t find a 12-step program for it, or any kind of support group. In fact, my family seems to encourage … Read More

The Hungry Gardener

The Hungry Gardener By Sandy Wieber Had you asked me what a locavore was when I was growing up, I would have guessed it was something that we set traps for in the garden…or something that the cats caught and drug up onto the porch to show off. We didn’t think about eating local. Back … Read More

The Grateful Gardener

The Grateful Gardener By Sandy Wieber If you’ve come to this column looking for another rendering of a gardener’s cranky complaints, I’m afraid I may disappoint you. Oh, I was cranky last month…looking out over the spent blooms, the knocked down perennials, the tangle of weeds that had died in the frost (take that, you … Read More

The Flexible Gardener

The Flexible Gardener Last night, there came a frost, which has done great damage to my garden…it is sad that nature will play such tricks on us poor mortals, inviting us with sunny smiles to confide in her, and then, when we are entirely within her power, striking us to the heart. Nathaniel Hawthorne The … Read More

The Gray and Gloomy Gardener

The Gray and Gloomy Gardener By Sandy Wieber Take heed, fellow gardeners—you’ve almost made it! You have survived the most depressing day of the year. It’s a real thing, you know, this “most depressing day of the year” stuff. And it’s not the day of the first hard frost, although that’s a tough one to … Read More

Eating My Way Across Galveston: Part 2

Last year (which, I know, is 1965 in blog years), I wrote a blog about food in Galveston that I ambitiously titled Part One. I wasn’t really commenting on my ability to write several blogs on one topic (especially since I churn them out at the dizzying speed of one every couple of weeks), but … Read More

Trees of Life: The Passing Nature of Art

HTG’s mother was an artist. She painted porcelain, which is a very Victorian lady thing to do. One of the things I loved about her art was that it was beautiful, but exceptionally fragile. One rambunctious two-year-old could wipe out years of work in about 4.7 seconds. (Yes, I’m talking about you, Lukey!) Porcelain painting … Read More

March Sadness: The Last Guest to Leave the Pity Party

Okay, this is going to be the last one. I promise. If you haven’t already guessed, this is one more blog about the love of my life: my house in Cape May (with apologies to the hub). We got an email last night from the new owner; they said “we love the house.” I’m sure … Read More

You’re Feeling Sleepy, Sleepy…

That’s what one hour less sleep will do to you. My husband has long declared that, if he were to run for office (insert here the incredulous sound of your choice…such as HA, or TSK), he would run on a platform of having the sun go down at 9:15 every night. His theory is that … Read More