Infatuated as I am with all things that grow on this good Earth, one would think that I could not live with the idea of cutting down a perfectly healthy tree in the prime of its adolescence only to discard it, browned and withered,  a mere three weeks later.  Furthermore, frugal as I am with [...]

It is inevitable that all things must end.  When applied to such natural disasters as extended mother-in-law visits or influenza, the adage is a cherished one.  When applied to the sights and scents of a long season in the garden, it is a bittersweet saying at best, and a cruel suggestion at worst.  Yet it [...]