Author Archives: Kristin Green

Start a windowsill farm, with microgreens

Either winter makes me hungry for fresh vegetables or the seed catalogs do. Either way, every year around this time I decide that this is the year I will grow vegetables in the garden. For real — not just what comes up in the compost pile. I’m forgetting that I did plant kale, cabbage, lettuce,

How to be happy in January

I recently overheard a friend of mine describe January as thirty-one Mondays. That’s harsh, I thought, but kind of true. Even though I regularly remind myself how much I enjoy winter, in actuality I drudge through most of it pining for spring like it’s the next long weekend. I’m sure that’s natural for us gardeners.

My beautiful but confused amaryllis when it rebloomed in July.

Understanding amaryllis

I still remember my first Christmas-gifted amaryllis. The bulb was huge, and promised enormous blood-red flowers on a towering stem. A few long weeks after being potted and watched like it was on to boil, it delivered. Like magic. Like a big fat Santa Valentine. Getting bulbs to bloom indoors is called forcing, but the

A gardener’s wish list

I have always subscribed to the notion that the best gifts to give are the ones I want to keep for myself. The only trouble is so much of what I want is garden-related and not all of the people I know are gardeners — yet. But you are. And I’m sure I will find

Keep your eyes out for praying mantis seed cases like this one, stuck to an aster stem.

Dormancy: a beautiful excuse for a rest

      I sometimes have trouble finding the beauty in dormant plants and it feels like sacrilege to admit that. After all, I’m a born and bred Rhode Islander who, no matter how much I dream about the Caribbean and surround myself with tropical houseplants, cannot actually imagine living in a climate of perpetual summer.

Dahlias’ days are over

It’s dark now. As I look out the window towards my garden, a reflection of the mess on my desk bounces back at me. I don’t really need to see the garden to know what’s out there but over the last few months I have gotten used to scanning that view for inspiration. And if

Leaves aren’t litter

Fall brings out the collector in me. Sometimes I almost forget to look up and out at the changing colors because I’m too intent on scanning the ground for the perfect fall leaf. I’m on the hunt for the brightest, shiniest red tupelo. Or a sugar maple that is pumpkin orange except along its veins

Salvia leucantha 'Cislano' is on the author's wishlist for next year.

The sun needs catchers

Thank goodness for dahlias. I planted them late, sometime in July, just before their tubers gave up trying to grow in the dark. I tucked them into random gaps in the front and back yards and then didn’t give them another thought. Or much water, poor things. Good thing it was a rainy summer because