Michigan Garden Muse

One of the more challenging things to do in the garden this summer is to repose at complete ease in the Adirondack chair or on one of the ru...

It's now the middle of June (even if the weather for the last few weeks has perversely behaved like mid-to-late October), the garden is ...

Propelling an old-fashioned rotary hand mower through the lengths of volunteer little bluestem and rye grass, chicory and milkweed, stinking...

Yuck and horrors, they are everywhere! Drive the country roads, highways, village streets of northwestern Michigan this spring, and nary a s...

With the skeleton of the garden in trees, shrubs and perennials now, in its sixth year, well established and growing great guns, attention t...

As a gardener, it is probably the better part of wisdom not to play favorites among the plants, lest it occasion hurt feelings, jealousy, su...

“The misunderstanding I have with Nature over my perennial border,” writes gardener Sara Stein, “I think it is a flower garden. She thinks i...

In a garden or greenhouse, on a windowsill or between patio pavers, succulents hold an irresistible attraction. They draw us to them, stop u...

Now you're cooking with grease!, as my grandma used to say when something or someone got on the right track. On several recent days, th...

Having written of the perils of toxins in common garden plants a couple weeks ago, it's only fair and balanced to take another meander d...

Spring arrives later and proceeds down the garden, forest and farm-field aisles with more gradual, cautious steps in northern Michigan than ...

Appearances can be dangerously deceptive in the garden. Some of the most delicate, pretty little things harbor substances that can easily fe...