I'm in Chicago for the holidays. What a difference a couple of climate zones make. Not much is green here so for a garden fix I went to the local garden center & bought herbs. I found Thyme, Oregano, Italian (Flat) & Curley Parsley & a very cute Christmas tree topiary of Rosemary. All of these herbs will do well in my Mom's house if we don't use them all as we cook for the parties. She has a sunny (when it's out) spot that is close to the kitchen. We just have to remember to water the pots as needed. This time of year there isn't too much sun but the house is warm & dry so these small containers need to be checked every 3 days for dryness. So far we've cooked Rosemary potatoes, & Pasta with Parsley Pesto. Using these herbs is easier than remembering to pick them up at the grocery store.
Take care Judy
Sunday, December 3, 2006
I’m sure everyone is wondering where we went… Garden Time is taking a little break. We are a paid program and need to take off a couple of months to stay within our budget. Garden Time will be back on the 17th of March. It has been a great year and one full of pleasant surprises. The amount of support from the garden industry is incredible. Everyone loves the show. The viewers all love it as well. We have been at the top of the ratings since we started. I owe everyone a big ‘Thanks’. People can continue to come to the website as I will be updating it with new stories and videos. Of course, you can always get a hold of us by e-mail. We can still answer your garden questions for the winter months ahead.
Friday, December 1, 2006
December. A dismal month and one of two or three to come for gardeners. But as I stroll throughout my gardens I wonder just how dismal it really is. Each of us has experienced the “down side” of life. Disappointments, heartache, frustrations. What do we do with those emotions? I have always equated my life with my gardens. So as I walk amongst the broken limbs, the brown and seemingly dead perennials, the lack of color, of vibrancy, of beauty, I realize that without this time of death, with out this time of sleep, solace and loneliness, I, like my garden would never feel the bounty of spring, the lackadaisical romance of summer, the fruition of fall. So, as I wonder thru this least favorite time of year, I do what I can. I stake young trees. I prune off the dead foliage, I cover the sleeping plants. Realizing that as with all things in life, winter is but a season. A necessary season and that from this dismal time comes the cacophony of a spring. The glory of new life. So hang on my friends. Do what you can to prepare; for only in effective preparation can one truly anticipate the greatness of the future seasons to come and guiltlessly reap the bounty of those seasons. My best to you all, William