A tree grows in Brooklyn - a pretty magnolia tree in my backyard that blooms for but a short time, so I captured portraits from the blossoms' lifecyle in photographs. Click to see larger images. Enjoy and happy weeke...
In case you're wondering, this is what a crazy environmentalist's freezer looks like, filled with a multiple months worth of food scraps. My alternative to composting is to collect food scraps in the freezer (rather than an open bin, to eliminate worries over mold and smells and fruit flies), and I'm supposed to drop off the bag every week or so at the Union Square Greenmarket on my way to work. However, I never really adjusted to my slightly longer...
I debated whether I would bother doing any gardening this year. One of the dogs has a special affinity for chewing up plants - greens, dirt, plastic pots, and all. (Remember this photo? And the repeated demise of parsley starts?) After watching Milo systematically destroy most of last year's plants over the course of the fall, I felt it would be futile to attempt much more than to hang a few pots out of his reach. On top of that, we may or may not...
I made a couple incredible discoveries when I unearthed last year's accoutrements for planting last weekend. First, this pot, ignored in a hidden corner of the yard all winter, had sprouted with baby seedlings. It will be a surprise to see what grows in here. Maybe just weeds or grass, or maybe something more special (though some weeds deserve more attention then they get). Second, this plant (some type of tropical canna), leaves eaten off by dogs...
Operation "let's get this garden started" has been completed, with a sigh of relief and accomplishment. My least favorite part of gardening is the dirty part - schlepping heavy bags of soil, excavation of last year's dead roots, deciding which size pots are best for which plants, anxiety over whether I'm providing enough drainage and compost, and physically doling out the dirt - so I'm always glad when this onerous hurdle has been passed.My interest...
I'm a big proponent of making brunch at home. Even though going out for brunch is a New York City thang, it's an activity I rarely indulge in. Somehow I've faithfully kept up the routine of shopping at my local farmer's market nearly every Saturday, going on three years now. When you have access to eggs and other farm fresh ingredients that shine in simple breakfast preparations at home, it's hard to see the value in spending more at a restaurant.Since...