In the Garden
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What I Sow in the Last Cold Weeks
The frost still owns the mornings, but the greenhouse bench is already crowded — here’s what gets started while winter argues.
The frost still owns the mornings, but the greenhouse bench is already crowded — here’s what gets started while winter argues.
One midsummer day in the cutting garden, from the four-a.m. blackbird to the last watering can at dusk.
You do not need a flower farm — one raised bed, planned with a little cunning, can fill a vase every week from May to October.
Most dried flowers fade because of when they were picked, not how they were hung. Timing, darkness, and patience — in that order.
The most generous flower in the garden has a fearsome reputation it does not deserve. A beginner’s guide, tuber to first frost.
No tumblers, no thermometers, no shame — the unglamorous heap that feeds every bed in this garden.