Subject to Change

I walked out in the morning to find the flowers I'd been nurturing shriveled on their stems, leaves drooped as if the plant had caught some sort of virus. I don't know what happened. Maybe a rabbit or an armadillo dug into the roots. Maybe the guy who sprays our lawn to keep pesty things … Continue reading Subject to Change


The landscaper said those shrubs were at the end of their life, recommended they be pulled out and replaced. That was six years ago. Yesterday I trimmed off a foot of new growth, lush and green with tiny fragrant white flowers. I let them grow in peace for five, seven, ten weeks between trimmings, as … Continue reading Persistent