October 2017, Week 4, Gardening, Life and Weather Changes Afoot
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Week 4, May 2017, General Garden Talk
Comments (102)I laughed so hard about you canning outdoors on the propane burners, Amy. Had to read that one to GDW. We both got a good laugh. Thank you! :) GDW says, "And the bottom line is, 'I DON"T WANT TO!;" I must say, the first two were enough to convince me I wouldn't be doing that. Maybe my mode of gardening is work really hard one day, do nothing the next, as I am exhausted tonight. I will be in bed by 12:30, which is a reasonable time for me. Up early for church. . . then into dirty jeans (I swear I could stand these jeans up at the end of every day and they'd stand on their own, and still, I insist on wearing them at LEAST two days of heavy yard work and sometimes 3). I feel like a bit of a degenerate cooking dinner in my filthy jeans and T shirts, but I do, honest, wash my face and hands and arms first. Just call me Pigpen. When GDW and I first reconnected 3 yrs ago in August, I looked just like this, as I was slaving all week in jeans moving my Mom into assisted living in Buffalo Wy. But the next time he saw me a month later, he visited me at my "contemporary" condo in Mpls, and I was in dress uniform, hair fixed, a minor bit of make-up, semi-dressy slacks and tops, nails done.. He must have been scared to death wondering who in the heck I was. My condo (that I had just moved into 4 months earlier) was a very cool contemporary eclectic mix, with off-white carpeting, and wall-to-wall and floor-to-ceiling paintings (of mine) ranging from small to large, mostly abstract. His jaw dropped, and I laughed pretty hard. . . I think at first he was pretty sure he'd made a terrible mistake. . . that I wasn't who he thought I was or who he remembered. (But I knew he was wrong, and have since proven it. LOL) Ahh. But I DID bring my wonderful bamboo floor lamp and Oriental writing desk and very cool custom couch (that I bought on Craigs list for $200) and wonderful large framed print sumi ink black stallion for my new home here, AND ALL my quilting fabric (which was one round trip for him before I moved, hauling back many boxes of fabric in the truck) AND all the painting supplies and classical music CDs! And the severely pruned collection of books. And now I'm Pigpen, and am quite comfortable and happy, happy as a pig rolling in mud. And he is mightily relieved, as you can imagine. I don't cost him much. No nails done, no expensive hair appointments, no clothes, prefer home cooking (and he prefers my home cooking). Work like a son-of-a-gun in the yard, don't ask him for help but if he offers I accept. I'm a cheap date and good bargain. And I'm even "kind of religious," to boot. He told me a couple months into our reunion, in the interest of full disclosure, "Umm, I have to tell you I'm kind of religious." I laughed, surprised and delighted, and said, "Ha! Well, I'll tell ya, I'm kinda religious, too." So now a friend just dumped 3 bags of sand plums on me at church this morning. And I've got to deal with those on Tuesday. Need to go to town to get some small jars. AGGHH. I really have no idea how you all do all the stuff you do! I love growing the stuff. But canning? OMG. Freezing, no prob. (I see a new freezer in our near future.) Onions, potatoes, good to go. Tomatoes, peppers, no problem. I can do those. Sauerkraut. . . okay. Pickles........... now sand plums, and GDW has visions of apple butter and pear stuff. The lady who brought me the sand plums has a bachelor/widowed? neighbor who is a jam and jelly, pickle-canning freak, and has all these wonderful exotic specialties. I told GDW tonight that he could do that; after all, he concocts the hummingbird nectar with great precision every 3-4 days. Know what? He didn't tell me I was crazy. He said well maybe he could do that if he didn't get the stuff cloudy.. . . .. . oh my gosh......... Gotta get the tomatoes staked up better tomorrow, finish clearing and enlarging this enormous southeast "bee balm/cleome/daisy/coreopsis" back bed, relocating many flowers and herbs that heretofore were IDKs or inappropriate for their locations, and do the laundry. . . and if time, to mulch mulch mulch. GDW is on a rock border mission. He confessed to me today that where our utility easement "alley" is, he'd long thought of digging up rocks there so he could mow it instead of tediously weed whip it. But it's hard work. . . . to state it mildly; and he didn't know what he'd do with any reasonably sized rocks he might run into, so he never did anything about it. But now he realized he could make rock borders around all my beds, so that's what he's tackling--and I'm here to tell you all it's a heroic mission. And I'm astonished at the difference it makes with the beds. It makes them look "finished," like they actually are a plan (which they never were!). I spent 5 hours today with my best loved new tool for decimating Bermuda grass, the hori-hori (tedious, yes, but ever so effective). digging it out of an area about 8x10 feet. Meanwhile, GDW had uncovered at least a dozen 20-60 lb rocks from his utility easement alley. And so it goes with our chores. I do all the little doo-dad stuff, while he's out performing miracles. I do laundry and vacuum, and meanwhile he has put in new shocks on the truck. It doesn't seem fair that I do all this little insignificant stuff (which to me is nothing) while he's performing miracles, but it's working out so NICE. Well I've rattled on far too long. . . and how little of it had to do with gardening. I was so overwhelmed with all the "little" things I have to do out in the gardens tonight that I told him just to take all the rocks away, plow it under and let it go to the weed lawn again. And we both laughed, knowing that's not gonna happen. Kim. . . thinking of you. . . my pioneer woman. BTW, found your friend on the internet, who does the pepper seeders. . . wonderful reading about her. Would love to get a couple pepper seeders and your sachets when you get them ready....See MoreWeek 4, June 2017, General Garden Talk
Comments (93)Amy, Our dogs do adapt to Tim's shifts which is great on the days he's working, but on the days he is off, they start whining and making noise because they want to go out at 5 a.m. whether he is awake and getting up or not, so guess who gets up and let them out? They wake me up, so I let them out, naturally. A tornado hitting our house wouldn't wake up Tim, so he sleeps through it all. The sleepyhead dogs also go to sleep early like Tim does, so at 9 pm last night they were all confused that I wasn't turning off lights and putting everyone to bed. I think we were up until about midnight, and the dogs were getting grumpier and grumpier but wouldn't go to sleep until we did. Tim was gone most of that time, either working at the EOC or running on fire calls, and you'd think the dogs would clue in....they hear the fire truck sirens going down the road and howl right along with them. I wonder if they know those sirens are affiliated with Tim's absence from our home? Turnips will store from 4-5 days to maybe 2 weeks in the fridge depending on how wet or dry they were when harvested. I remove the greens, clean and dry the turnips, wrap them in paper towels to absorb excess moisture and put them in ziplock bags. For longer term storage, you can store them in sand or sawdust in a cool, dry location like a cellar (good luck finding a place that stays cool enough in summer, but it is possible with a fall harvest). I am not sure why yours molded. Perhaps the really rainy spring just made their moisture content too high, and there's nothing you can do about that. In some parts of the country, folks leave them in the beds over the winter, harvesting as needed, but you have to cut off the foliage and it helps to turn each turnip a half-twist in the ground to make the roots stop trying to continue growth. I don't know if it would work here since we don't get all that cold in winter any more. I do believe the plant you identified as tansy is tansy. My regular tansy started blooming a couple of weeks ago, but the silver tansy hasn't bloomed yet. Nancy, I agree that Willie is in a class of his own. He won't live forever and it will be such a sad day when he departs from this earth. I like even his oldest stuff better than what passes for modern day country music (so much of which seems more like pop to me). I guess it hardly matters because I hardly listen to to the current country music. I love old, classic country....including Waylon, Willie and the Boys...and Johnny Cash....the Highwaymen...George Jones....Don Williams....George Strait (he's still alive!), and the women....Loretta Lynn...Tammy Wynette....the incomparable Dolly Parton....Kitty Wells....Reba....Emmylou Harris....Patsy Cline. And, of course, having grown up in Texas, I love western swing and know that Bob Wills is still the king! Practically everyone I used to listen to is either dead or well on their way, and that is sad. Poor Kaida. Well, at least they know what it is and solutions for it. I hope she feels better quickly. It seems like the kids have such a short summer any more, and I hate that she's feeling to crappy to really enjoy it. Stores here have had 'back to college' and 'back to school' crap for weeks now...and I keep saying to myself that summer just began....why ruin it for the kids and parents by pushing back to school in June???? I suppose the retail world will start putting Christmas stuff on the shelves on July 5th. (Actually, Hobby Lobby started putting out Xmas stuff 3 or 4 weeks ago and I was not even ready to see that yet.) Before our trees got so tall we could see three or four distant fireworks shows without leaving our property, although we often would go up the road a little bit to a friend's place on higher ground than ours for an even better view. We could see the fireworks from Lake Murray in Carter County, from the Falconhead area in western Love County, and from the WinStar Casino east of Thackerville. Then sometimes we could see more distant fireworks shows from other places in Texas. Now that the trees are so tall all around the house and yard, I don't think we can see any of them.....and I don't much care. Been there, done that, blah, blah, blah. Usually on July 4th itself, Tim is at work and I am in the kitchen canning. He's off this year so I probably won't be in the kitchen canning, but I'm hoping for a quiet day/evening at home with no actual fires. I don't think we've had enough rain to keep fields from catching on fire when folks set off their own fireworks so my wishes for a quiet day and evening might not come true. Our first couple of years of living here, we'd go up to Lake Murray and spend the day at the lake and attempt to stay to watch the fireworks and that was a really long, hot day and we came home with Chris and his cousins asleep in the car and us adults all worn out. It was fun, but I don't miss doing that now. The older I get, the happier I am to just be at home at what Tim jokingly calls "The Compound". There's more than enough to keep me busy here all the time, and other than the weekly shopping and errands, if there's anything I want to buy (other than plants), I can just order it online and have it delivered. I think I could have lived 100 or 150 years ago and been a pioneer and would have been perfectly happy---except for the snakes. My grandmother was born in 1898....and I think that would have been a fascinating era in which to live, though life certainly was much harder back then. When we first moved here, I met a neighbor who came here in a covered wagon before statehood. I remember being both horrified and fascinated when he mentioned that his uncle made them a dugout home in the bank of the Red River. Maybe that would have been a tiny bit too rustic for me. We stayed cloudy and cool until mid-afternoon and it was so pleasant, and then the sun came out and ruined everything. At least one half or almost 2/3s of July 1st had really pleasant weather. Dawn...See MoreOctober 2017 Week 1 Gardening And Life....
Comments (57)Amy, Are y'all of Greek descent? It must be a tradition for the Greek churches to have festivals in the fall, because when we lived in Fort Worth they did the same thing, and I think it always was in October too. It sounds like y'all had fun and the weather sounds lovely. We still have tons of grasshoppers---take a step in the grass, and a cloud of grasshoppers arises from it. Usually they are gone by now, but we are so hot that I guess they just keep on keeping on. These are newish ones that hatched after the July and August rains. We didn't have many until after the rain finally fell. Nancy, I think animals know so much more than they can communicate to us and they'd teach us what they knew if only they could make us understand. When we have a pet die, we always let the remaining animals see the deceased one, sniff it, etc. We do that so they will understand where their beloved animal companion went instead of thinking it just disappeared into thin air. I also think the animals often know when one of their animal family members is sick because I've often seen the other animals snuggle and cuddle up closer than usual to the dying animal, as if to comfort it. I absolutely think that the remaining pets grieve for a deceased one after it passes away. When our beloved dog, Biscuit, was dying, he took me down to the 'graveyard' where we had buried his much-loved companion, Sheila, a couple of years earlier. He loved on the rocks that covered her grave, he walked circles around it, he looked me in the eyes and laid down there. My heart sank. In all the time she'd been gone, he'd never done that, and he had been in a slow, steady, recent decline, so I felt like he was telling me that it was time and he was ready to go. I told him no, that I couldn't leave him out there. So, he got up and relocated to the shade of a cedar tree about 15 or 20' away, scratched out a place beneath it, and laid down there in the shade. I let him lay there a couple of hours because he refused to come up to the house with me. As twilight approached, I went and got him and told him he had to come up to the house with me. I knew he was lying down there to die, and I was afraid that if he died slowly, the coyotes would get him that night while he still was alive. I couldn't bear the thought of that. I called Tim and told him that Biscuit was ready to go and explained it all. When Tim got home, we fed Biscuit his final meal, and we gave him 2 cans of canned cat food (because he loved stealing cat food out of the cat dish) and we knew he'd love being fed cat food on purpose. He did. He wolfed down that cat food enthusiastically like the treat that it was, then laid his front paws over the dish and laid his head down on his paws to signal he was done. Tim carried him up the stairs to our bedroom to sleep, and the next morning we made the final trip to the vet. It was so hard to let him go (his photo all these years later still is the wallpaper on Tim's cell phone) but he told us as clearly as he could that it was his time, he was ready and we needed to get with the program. The vet agreed. We buried him right beside Sheila of course. So smart, wasn't he, to know he needed to tell us it was okay for him to go? Then, several years later, when our Honey developed a brain tumor, she kept taking me to the doggie graveyard where Sheila and Biscuit were buried, and I kept telling her no, no, no. I wasn't ready to let her go, and the vet wasn't sure it was a brain tumor. He thought it might be canine vestibular disorder and suggested we take our time and treat her for it. If he/we were wrong and it wasn't CVD, she'd get progressively worse and we could decide then what to do next. When it became clear it was not CVD and was a brain tumor and we knew we had to let her go, I walked her down there and told her it was okay and that we could let her go because we didn't want for her to suffer (she had just had her first seizure as the brain tumor grew). We took her to the vet the next day. She now rests beside Sheila and Biscuit. I still am in awe of those two dogs, their ability to know it was their time, and their method of communicating to us that they were going to depart and we needed to prepare ourselves for it. When Honey's son, Duke, developed heart trouble and his end was near, he let us know---he stopped going for our daily walks--he'd always loved to walk, walk, walk, and just decided he was done, probably because his heart was weakening. I guess he couldn't do it any more. A couple of weeks later, we buried him beside his mama. It sounds like a lot of deceased dogs, but all of them were old and had been our pets (and they had been one another's family) for many years. That's how we went from 8 dogs to 4 dogs over a period of several years and it was hard to lose another dog every couple of years, but they don't live forever. I think Sheila lived the longest--about 18 years and Honey the shortest--about 8 or 9 years. Jet is Honey's sole surviving child and he is 12 years old and really gray-haired now---not just his muzzle and face, but his paws, chest, etc. I wonder how much longer he'll be with us. Jersey is 10.5 years old and she was our 'baby' for so long, but she is now white haired, having skipped going gray and going straight to white. One more thing about pets. When Princess and Ace showed up together, I told Tim I was worried that we were about to lose two dogs. He asked why and I told him that God always brings us a stray dog or two, or a cat or two, right before some of the old ones die. Sure enough, shortly after Princess and Ace showed up we lost Sam, who was about 15 years old, I guess, and then Honey, only a few months apart. No new dogs or cats have shown up lately, so maybe the pets we have currently will be with us a good long while yet. Shortly after Pumpkin showed up three years ago, we lost Spotty the cat, who was 15 or 16 at the time. It is almost eerie, but it reminds me that the universe works in ways we mere humans do not always comprehend or understand. If Titan is like our dogs, he'll grieve for his lost companion too, but also will be accepting of a new animal companion. I think our dogs warm up to a new cat even more quickly that our cats do, as odd as that sounds. I know you'll miss Daff forever, but what a blessing she was to all of you while you had her. Dawn...See MoreOctober 2017 Week 2 Gardening, Weather and Life
Comments (47)Amy, I guess I was in Texas shopping, but we had a long list of things to do at home, so we only went as far south as Denton in order to go to Sam's Club, and I guess we'll hit CostCo next weekend or the one after since it it a much greater distance to drive. We wanted to hurry back home to work on projects and to watch the OU-UT game. It was hot, hot, hot here yesterday so we were just barely hanging on and hoping for cooler weather, which finally rolled in sometime in the pre-dawn hours this morning....and not too long before our fire pagers went off (while it was still dark) for a multi-vehicle accident on the Red River bridge (because we never get to sleep in on weekends----it is like it is against the rules or something). Today was pretty mild, but tonight is supposed to be cold. We're looking forward to seeing what temperatures in the low to mid-40s feels like. It's been a long time since it has been so cool here. Tomorrow morning will finally be long-sleeve weather for sure. Amy, Pets in cones are the cutest and sometimes the funniest things. I bet that cats do smirk. I'm sorry about your mom. She's at such a sensitive age in terms of medical complications and it always seems like surgery sets off something or another in people who've reached a certain age. I hope she's better soon. Jennifer, Your chickens likely will eat the peppers and probably poop out seeds later that might (or might not) germinate. Pepper volunteers aren't a big problem. They're easy to pluck out if they do germinate. In a working (hot) compost pile, the seeds likely would be rendered sterile by the heat. If your compost pile stays cold and never achieves that sort of heat, then the seeds might remain viable. Nancy, It is my understanding that dogs should not be fed hot peppers because their stomachs cannot digest them well, and we've never tried feeding them to our dogs for that reason. I love cats and could have a billion of them were it not for the litter box issue. I remember about 20 years ago, I saw a house featured in BH&G magazine, and it was designed by the architect for himself/his family. It was in Florida and was very well-designed and with very practical features. I was entranced with one specific room he had added off another room (might have been the laundry room). It was a 7' x 7' cat room, and that was where they had the cat's bed, food and water dishes, litter boxes, toys, etc. It seemed like the cat could come and go through the rest of the house if if wanted, but all of its 'stuff' was in that room. I loved that idea of having a room just for the cat....though we have no such luxury as that here. When company was coming, or whatever, they just put the cat in its own room and closed the door and no one had to see it or smell the litter box or have a cat sitting in a guest's lap, shedding hair. It was such a practical solution that it made me wonder why every house doesn't come with a cat (or dog) room like that. I've been on quite a break from gardening for a while, except for occasionally harvesting, and I haven't regretted the break. I think the extra-long gardening season and all the heat/dryness got to me this year and just wore me out. We aren't expected to get cold enough for freeze/frost damage this week, so I should be able to coast along, just harvesting, for a while yet. I was looking at the surrounding countryside the last couple of days and noticing how much the pastures are drying out. That's not a good thing, but with low rainfall, low dewpoints and lots of wind, it is expected that the vegetation really dries out in autumn even before freezing weather arrives. Kim, I'm sorry dealing with your mom is so stressful. There was a period in time when my mom was like that (most of my life), and finally I just laid down the law and said she needed to change or we'd cut off all contact with her.---and I made it clear that I meant it and was not making an empty threat. She completely changed her way of interacting with us once she understood that being able to see her only (at that time) grandchild was at stake. I'd had enough of her crap, by then, and absolutely would have packed up and moved across town (as I threatened to do) and had nothing to do with her ever again if she hadn't straightened out. She was only in her 50s then, and it was such a relief to stand up to her and make it stick. I realize that technique wouldn't work with everyone, but in our case, it save my sanity and saved our mother-daughter relationship. Jennifer, It is hard to see our parents age and become less sharp than they once were, but that's part of the price we pay for having them around for so long in the first place. I remember when my mom was only in her 50s, I was sure she was losing her mind. My sister and brothers and I would laugh about it, but it wasn't really funny to see her mental sharpness decline. We always thought if Daddy went first (as he did, and as expected since he was 10 years older than she), she would lose what was left of her mind and health and would go quickly after him. We. were. wrong. He's been gone for 14 years now and she is still here....and still driving her children and grandchildren a little crazy at times. Luckily, her great-grandkids don't seem to notice how peculiar her behavior is at times. I think they are too young to notice. She's 88 now and I am just in awe of the fact that she has lived so long, because she never really has made any effort to live a healthy lifestyle. She lives on thanks to modern medicine, though. Good heavens. I wonder if Chris thinks I'm loopy now the way I thought my mom was when she was the age I am now. Hmmm. That is food for thought. (grin) I don't think he does, but maybe he really thinks I am a nut or half-senile and he's just too polite to say so. Now I'm laughing at myself. Bermuda grass just does that--and it is just one of the reasons we hate it so. My brother tried to smother it out by covering it with thick (6 mm) black plastic. He cut holes in the plastic, planted a few perennials in the holes, heaped up 2" of white marble rock on top of the plastic and 'gardened' that way. Eventually, after he'd had back surgeries and was not in good shape, I removed all the white marble rocks (it took forever) and lifted the black plastic for him, intending to add organic matter and give him more great soil to grow more plants, instead of plastic/rocks. Well, underneath that black plastic was long, white (from lack of sunlight) runners of bermuda grass running everywhere on the soil surface, somehow surviving beneath that thick plastic and 2" of rocks for over five years. Five years! I'm not sure anything on this earth ever has truly killed bermuda. Oh, I think it lets us think we've won the battle sometimes, but it always is lurking there, waiting to come back. Bermuda grass is evil. It reminds me of the running forms of bamboo. We had some neighbors when I was a kid who tried and tried to get rid of bamboo. After they thought they had gotten rid of it, they poured a concrete foundation and built a garage. Guess what? After a couple of years the bamboo came out from underneath the concrete, and surrounded their garage on 3 sides (not on the side where the concrete driveway was poured). That was in the 1960s. Finally, in the early 1990s, a guy who bought their house hired a guy with a backhoe to dig out all the bamboo but I think some still comes back sporadically. I have been able to get rid of bermuda grass by shading it out, but that only lasts as long as the heavy, dense shade lasts. If a tree or shrub dies and you lose the shade, the bermuda grass magically re-appears in the sunny spot---like it has been lurking there for years just waiting for sunshine. Okay, having more or less caught up on this one, I'm off to start the new page for Week 3. Dawn...See Moreluvncannin
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