Place
Life in the Village and beyond.
A New Old Soul
Over the years since Charlie and I have been together, various structures have appeared in the back yard; wood sheds, a sauna, a cold frame, replaced by a greenhouse. As
Garden Visitors
Every year my flower garden is different. So many things go into defining what the garden will be; what volunteers, what we plant, where we plant it, and most significantly,
Winter Microgreens
This past fall, as I was cleaning up the winter garden, Charlie was building a greenhouse. It was a spontaneous construction. We never talked about a greenhouse. I have been
Winter Greenhouse
Towards the end of autumn I can feel the shift into winter. The temperatures drop at both ends. The sun still appears but she is brief, bestowing warmth and light
Garden Palette
Beginnings. One of the things I had to let go of when I left the mountain was the garden I had worked in and grown with over many years, endlessly
Oregon Coast
I will never forget my first vision of the Oregon coast. We were driving north through California on Highway 101, and had recently crossed the border into Oregon. The thick
Ashland in Autumn
Fall has always been my favorite season and October my favorite month. The angle and the quality of light shifts, from the harsh sunlight of summer, to the golden glow
Ashland Trails
One of my reservations in moving to the village was leaving the mountain where I had lived for 25 years. I had grown roots in the steep soils, surrounded by
Pacific Crest Trail wildflower hikes
Spring wildflowers in the mountains We are so blessed, especially at this time of covid, with endless miles of forested trails in the Ashland Creek watershed. The trailhead is literally
