In the Heat of It
The garden is a giant surprise party—it’s the present I wanted and then got and then got again from three different people.
Turning It Over
Spring settles down on Pittsburgh in fits and starts. It’s 70 degrees, it’s 40 degrees, and then it’s back up to 65 for three days in a row. As a long-time gardener I no longer panic about this fluctuation. I know my soil. I know my seeds.