The Goodness of the Garden . . . All the Year Round

I live in Kentucky where humid heat loves to make itself at home in July and August. This year it extended its stay into September and drained my energy until I awoke at the beginning of this week to 60 degrees. So I started the week with a mile-and-a-half walk,

This is that time of year when everything we’re bringing in from the garden can overpower the kitchen. Our refrigerator is so full of cabbage, corn, squash, cucumbers, carrots and beets that we have to beware of pushing something fresh to the back where the fortress of colorful produce will

Being a gardener means being a continuous learner. I’ve been gardening now for thirty years or so, mostly using the trial and error method. This year I’m wishing I had kept better notes about which soil I used and where we were in the moon cycle when I planted tomato

I’ve been giddy about spring arriving early in Kentucky. The first crocuses bloomed in my yard in February, followed by the snow drops and the daffodils. Now the purple finches have returned to the bird feeder and they ate a quarter of the seed in a month. I checked the

These days my cooking philosophy is to get creative with what I have in my kitchen. I started the new year with loaded potato soup, courtesy of the bounteous crop of potatoes that survived last year’s drought.

Gardening feeds my body and soul. That’s why it’s difficult to put the garden to bed at the end of the season. A couple of weeks ago, I walked around fallen walnuts in the yard to cut all of my chard, kale and beet greens, thinking that was it for