Raspberries are densely flavoured little packets of yumminess.  I have some growing along the fence. They appeared a few years ago (or possibly ten), volunteers from my compost. Raspberries are pretty determined to exist. The raspberries in my garden have a challenging life. My golden retriever loves them.  In the winter she chews the canes…

I love poppies (I think I might have mentioned that once, possibly twice…).  Their spiky leaves and stems, delicate petals, the seed pods with their funky little tops.  These cheery little non-natives dance, nod, and peak out from the chaotic foliage of the rest of my naturally evolving garden. (addendum: I realized in the original…

I love the way the blue from my truck (I love my truck) limns the petals. (limns- depict or describe in painting or words. • suffuse or highlight (something) with a bright colour or light) – definition from my desktop dictionary, though there was an addendum about ‘limn’ being a pretentious way of saying ‘describe’…

I love poppies. When I first started replacing lawn with garden, I had grand ideas of going completely native species. I did put many native-to-the-area plants in, but I couldn’t not have poppies. I have Oriental, Shirley, California, and Woodland poppies. I love all my poppies, but the Oriental poppies are the ones that have…