Here we are, the last week of August. The summer season is coming to an end, the kids (if you have any) are going back to school, our veggie beds and flower containers are winding down (although my overwintered geraniums seem to be just reaching their stride), and our lawns are parched (unless like me you are willing to spend your children’s inheritance to water it). That is all about to change…


Each and every month of the year I can hear the garden calling my name, asking politely to please make time for this task or that one. To me, time spent in my garden is always pleasant, perhaps even more so in…