It's getting too humid to garden, but not to walk around and see what you've got -- or not.
This past Saturday and Sunday turned into a typical work weekend in my garden and landscape.
For regular readers of this column, you may remember that I frequently espouse the benefits of being a member of the Master Gardener organization.
I have to accept that the hot and humid summer has arrived in my coastal Mississippi garden and landscape.
Hunkering down like Minnesotans in a snowstorm might be the way to go for gardening in our torrid summers.
In most of gardening, some things are more practical than other more subtle pleasures. That said, it may be time to put a bounce in your swing.
One landscape plant I wish I grew more of is coral bells, known botanically as Heucheras.
There are two kinds of gardeners: Those who mow, and those who do not.
One day right after we moved to Mississippi, I got a call from a homeowner with a question about her althea plant. I was stumped, but soon found that the plant she was referring to was commonly called rose of Sharon.
Do you remember the first time someone showed you something in the garden and explained it to you?
With all of the bright, colorful summer annuals we're planting this month, I find myself looking for more out-of-the-ordinary plants for my landscape.
I drive an antique pickup truck all over, and often get asked about the flowers planted in the back.
Ah, the merry merry month of May. Mother's Day, graduations and final exams.
If you're still looking for a favorite plant for our hot summer landscapes, consider Superbells.
When I was beginning my horticulture journey after making a career transition, I thought I had some idea about color and planting combinations.
When I have visitors to my garden, I like to tell plant stories.
The first time my stories appeared in the newspaper was in second grade when my teacher had the class write letters to Santa.
One of my true favorites for the early summer season is coming soon to our Mississippi landscapes.
I truly feel like a member of my own club lately, especially when surrounded by Millennials and whatever labels we apply to those even younger.
April seems to have introduced herself as a fickle lady.