Author Archives: Kristin Green

When spring drags its feet…force it

Forget what I said about savoring the last weeks of winter. I’m over it now and I know you are too. Spring can’t come fast enough. Sunshiny days in the 50s and 60s are just a wicked tease arriving as they still do between snow showers and polar vortices. We’re all ready for the tug

Invasive is a four-letter word

There are two things that can disturb my equanimity in the garden (besides the woodchuck): invasive species growing with wild abandon, and hearing any of my favorite plants described as invasive. I know I’m not alone with the former vexation. But I don’t know too many people who get as hot under the collar as

The groundhog gave us the wakeup call

Winter seems intent on proving the groundhog right. It’s not over yet by a long shot, and I suppose that’s probably as it should be. I remember the last time spring came early: it was so weird it was almost hard to enjoy it. Safe to say nothing is normal anymore and probably never was.

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Life could give you Meyer lemons

It isn’t my intention to brag but right this minute there are no less than five ripe lemons on my Meyer lemon tree, four of them hanging from a single bowed branch tip. It’s a bumper crop this year — we have already used two — and I wish I could share the wealth. Instead

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.

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