Saving the Grandmother

The men are coming on Thursday to cut the cypress. So read the text from my landlord on Tuesday, and receiving it, a wave of angst crashed through me. Honestly, it felt traumatic to my soul. If you have followed this journal a while, you know of the Grandmother; a venerable and shapely Monterey cypress


A Bit of Green Magic

A curious thing happened the other day. I will leave it for you to decide whether or not it was magic. Some years ago, I read a lovely little book called Growing Myself: A Spiritual Journey Through Gardening by Judith Handelsman (1996, Dutton), in which the author offers stories of her lifelong connection with plants,