I couldn't do it. I couldn't get rid of the bearded irises.

December is a time of reckoning.

Come to think about it, what are those things coming out of the ground?

What to do when time is ticking away.

Planting a completely whacked-out flower bed that defies common sense.

Hellebores, you are woefully narcissistic and you can never get enough.

The clues: bare earth and unrequited mulch.

We needed a big dose of raw nature to restore our faith.

Friends warned that wisteria was a relative of extraterrestrial xenomorphs.

He was the greatest pet ever.

There are gardening tenets that are so basic you couldn’t possibly ignore them. But you do.

The toughest plant in the garden meets its match—Deb and a pair of clippers.

The Cersei of the front garden is a cunning, ruthless, and good-looking adversary.