Last week I wrote about the Spring migration of hummingbirds. This week, I thought I would follow-up writing about the migration of another garden favorite: Monarch butterflies.

Spring is just around the corner and that means it’s time for the annual hummingbird’s migration and return to the United States and lower Canada. Hummingbird migration is a fascinating natural phenomenon observed in most species of hummingbirds.

At one time or another, every gardener who cares for indoor plants has had to face their dreaded menace: the fungus gnat. These flying insects may be small, but when they arrive, they come in hordes and their persistent presence in your home can drive everyone insane. Fortunately, I have found a way to get rid of these pesky flying devils quickly and inexpensively.

With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I recently sat down and pondered the many sides of love. We love our partners, our children, and our pets. We may even love our favorite song, painting, or the smell of coffee in the morning.

I’m one of those people who loves all four seasons. And yes, I even love winter. I guess growing up in the suburbs of the windy city of Chicago then living on the west coast of Canada for 20 years has made me a hardy weather survivalist.

Holiday cacti are the perfect way to add festive cheer to your home during the winter holidays. These plants are easy to grow and can even be passed down from generation to generation.

This year, Marty and I decided to inject some creativity and originality into our usual Christmas and holiday decorations, and I am so happy we did. I had been playing around with a few ideas since the summer, but it wasn’t until the fall when something finally clicked.

Einstein’s Theory of Relativity (and a little thing called the second law of thermodynamics) state travelling back in time is not possible. But I am a mother and a gardener, and I am here to tell you Einstein was wrong.

When I sat down at the computer to write today’s post, I intended to write about gratitude and reflect on all the blessings I have in my life. But I quickly realized a novel longer than Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina or de Servantes’ Don Quixote would be required.