Prairie Rose's Garden

Every year at this time I think of one of my favorite poems: Nature’s first green is gold,    Her hardest hue to hold.  Her ear...

Why am I always late for Wildflower Wednesday?  I don't mean a couple days late: our hostess Gail of Clay and Limestone celebrates wild...

For the last two weeks, I have awakened many mornings wondering, is this the day? What I have worried about, is this the day we will be hit ...