I received the AARP magazine in the mail. Now there is a publication I never thought I would receive, much less enjoy.

I think my brain exits my body through a pen. Every time I write something down it is gone forever from my mind.

I hate to complain about the weather when it has been positively beautiful for the past week or so. I need rain. I know you nongardeners out there think we had plenty earlier this spring.

I wonder when Decoration Day turned into Memorial Day? As a child, I believe it was used interchangeably. I thought of geraniums and cemeteries.

It is awfully early in the gardening year to be facing discouragement. I leave flats of perfectly beautiful seedlings sitting here and there.