March 14, 2012


This is what I wake up to every morning…

Grove sunrise 2

…and then people ask my why I love living in Florida…LOL. Who wouldn’t want to have such a lovely surprise in the morning?

Grove sunrise1

See the little white flowers on the trees? They are guilty of producing the sweet perfumed air every Spring. Yes, I have the best mornings here.

March 7, 2012

New Arrival

Green bean seedling emerging from the dirt.  The little pots are made from the cardboard inside toilet paper rolls.


March 2, 2012


Oh yeah we got some much needed rain this week.  But this time of the year any morning looks like this: foggy and moist.  The whole garden takes on an aura of mystery and everything looks different.  I went outside barefoot with camera in hand and Niza kitten to keep me company.  I found this hammock ready to lure pests into it.

Spider Hammock

Then I walked some more and picked up a sweet scent in the air…

Orange Blossom

Yes it’s time to fertilize and if you took my advice 2 weeks ago you should be ready to feed you soil.  If you didn’t, then don’t worry.  You still have time to run and get some.  Because our soil is so sandy, organic slow release works best.  It doesn’t wash away into the aquifer with one shower.  And speaking of the aquifer; remember that everything you put in the soil will eventually end up there…and then end up in your drinking water.


February 29, 2012


This is usually the flower that announces Holy Week & Easter for us but with the warm weather it showed up on Ash Wednesday to lead us into Lent.

February 22, 2012


Cabbage (2)

Not everything in the garden is perfect.  I was unsuccessful at growing broccoli this year as the mama rabbit kept eating the plants to the ground.   Then Niza kitty decided to play monkey see, monkey do.  After watching me sow seeds, she would come back and dig up the ground.  But this was not enough…she decided to befriend an armadillo who visits us every night and digs up the yard also.  He’s so comfortable in our yard he has built not 1 but 2 homes in the grove right next to our fence.

It’s a miracle this cabbage plant has survived and if it continues to do well at this rate I’ll be able to harvest it for my annual St Patrick boiled dinner.  Warning: If you do grow cabbage, you will never buy it again at the store.  The difference in taste is that big.

Cabbage (1)