When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
Every package of expired flower seeds I could find went in here. Purple coneflower, cosmos, sunflowers, sweetpea, marigold, morning glory, catnip, thyme, lavender, ragon, chickory,…
I had to make room in the chest freezer for the drawn comb and stored honey from my hive that didn’t survive winter… so I…
These will become a cold frame for the sunny front of my house.
I get so much done when I am busy avoiding getting other stuff done. Here’s my new sprouting station, in the faux window…