Vineyard Gardener
By LYNNE IRONS
By LYNNE IRONS
I do not use an alarm clock. For some reason I wake up at the first crack of light. This fact makes daylight saving time particularly irksome. I don’t believe I have ever been fond of it, especially now that it happens sooner every spring and later in the fall. As a child I remember it happening at the end of April and the beginning of October. Then there was that short period of time during the Nixon administration when he tried to make a two-hour change?
By LYNNE IRONS
By LYNNE IRONS
It’s happened again. I squandered many perfectly decent days this winter and never cut back some of the perennial beds. Now, snowdops and crocuses are pushing up through the debris. I am in the proverbial dilemma. Do I rake now and risk damaging the bulbs, or throw some mulch on the entire situation and call it a day?
By LYNNE IRONS
My kitchen sink is clogged! I am using the time while waiting for the plumber to monitor my water usage. I have been hauling the dishpan outside and emptying it on the garden. I use a biodegradeable soap (Shaklee Basic-H) so it is perfectly fine on the still dormant plants. I have, for years, been priding myself on being very thrifty with water. I turn it off while teeth brushing, take ridiculously short showers, never let it run while doing dishes, and have installed a water-saving toilet.
By LYNNE IRONS