asters

In the end, this may be the most important thing about frost: Frost slows us down. In spring, it tempers our eagerness. In fall, it brings closure and rest. In our gotta-go world--where every nanosecond seems to count--slowness can be a great gift. So rather than see Jack Frost as an adversary, you could choose to greet him as a friend.

I cannot live without a rose, especially a climbing or rambling rose, for just one truss tumbling in the right spot can be like that last long feather on a hat, a nonchalant sweep that lifts a perfectly acceptable design to another level, a throwaway gesture that means nothing and everything.

Gardeners always delight in doing something that another gardener says can't be done.

A writer who gardens is sooner or later going to write a book about the subject--I take that as inevitable.

It isn’t that I don’t like sweet disorder, but it has to be judiciously arranged.