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One way to end an era
For years I’ve let the rambling roses ramble. They grew wild and snarled, like the brambles covering Sleeping Beauty’s castle. As of late July, they looked like this: For years, they’ve grown into my...
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The rye diary
Ever since my daughter planted cover crops in the fall of 2016, I’ve been fascinated by winter rye. How tall and glorious it grows. The subtle colors of its ears. The Catcher in the Rye, and the...
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The rye diary: Day two and still waiting
Yes, a rye diary is not a daily effort at this point, as the winter rye is taking its time. I was hoping to show you a picture of new sprouts. Every time I walked past the patch, I’d bend close and...
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Rye diary: Day three
I left town for a week and came back to these fringes of green. Not very tall—and at first glance, not very exciting, But looking closer, I see some lovely reddish shades. Before I could fully...
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