Monthly Archives: April 2014

Nature’s first green is gold,  Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. … Continue reading →

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends — It gives a lovely light!                       — Edna St. … Continue reading →

I was given several canna lily rhizomes by a neighbor a few years back.  They were long and knobby, pale as parsnips, caked with dirt and dangling hairy roots. “They’re beautiful when they start to grow,” my neighbor assured me. … Continue reading →