Get a free tree at Bernheim Forest

If you’re working on your yard this spring, consider planting a tree. There are lots of reasons for planting trees, and one of the most compelling is that trees help us breathe by producing oxygen and absorbing carbon dioxide. They also provide shade, form windbreaks and help prevent erosion.
In honor of Arbor Day, Bernheim Forest… »

Crap. Is it too late to start seedlings?

THE LAZY GARDENER

By BOBBI BUCHANAN
Chief Editor
We don’t get much sunlight where we live on account of all the trees, so I’ve learned that I have to start crops much earlier than most people. If I want to get ripe tomatoes in July instead of September, I have to sow seedlings indoors… »

Kara’s Bean

By LYNN PINKERTON
After a roller coaster of strange winter weather, I find myself catapulted into a string of juicy, bud-popping spring days. Blue-green days when my thoughts turn to seeds and the mysterious powers they hold inside their tiny, improbable-looking dried shells. Days when anything seems possible if I can wait long enough.
My niece Kara… »

Garden Spot of the World

A question about the town motto sparks an organization, beautification and community involvement
By SUSAN WILLIAMSON

A little over four years ago, my husband and I found our retirement nest: 10 acres with a creek, pastures and blueberry bushes in Rural Hall, North Carolina. After settling in, we noticed that the local welcome signs proclaimed Rural Hall… »

The First Feast of Spring

By CONNIE FOSS

My first memory of eating creamed asparagus on toast goes way back to a Sunday after Easter when I was about 4 years old. I remember bouncing into the kitchen and immediately stopping short, accosted by the aromas of burnt toast and hard-boiled eggs. But mixed with those unsavory odors was the anticipation… »

Food, Love and Ms. Fannie Neal

ESSAY
By MAEGEN NEAL

As a choir of tree frogs and cicadas sang the night’s lullaby, the soft laughter of Fannie Neal’s survivors echoed off the evergreen trees and rusted junk cars. The thickness of a Kentucky summer still hung in the air, perspiring onto the blades of bluegrass and weeds that grew together in a sort of… »