Author Archives: Unwit

Here’s Clyde

I’m in the process of adopting a dog. He’s incredibly sweet and loves affection. He’s my personal trainer, getting me to walk farther and more often. He’s a goofball antidepressant and a good boy. Clyde came from Brooke Haven Bullies … Continue reading

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Midcentury moment

I find mid-century modern fairly vile; however, this concrete planter I’m using to keep the garden hose from trashing the ferns called for something striking, sculptural, weird. I found it yesterday: a Kniphofia, I believe, perennial known as red hot … Continue reading

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Peggy Martin climbs a tree

The saying sub rosa meaning in secret is thought to have originated in descriptions of pagan rites carried out in places sacred to The Goddess: under trees where roses grew. I guess I should invite all the pagans I know … Continue reading

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My trusty assistant

Tobey doesn’t actually work in the yard except to murder the odd shrew.  She has more of a  supervisory role.  Her taste is impeccable.

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Saturday morning

Sitting out here watching the light come through the leaves. As the sun comes over the trees across the street, it lights up different details, different plants.

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Too big to fit in one picture

This is Peggy Martin, seen from the front porch, in a kind of DIY panorama photo.

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Camas

I have coveted these natives of the Pacific Northwest for many years, and now finally have planted some — insanely late, but I was a gambler with a Van Engelen gift card burning a hole in my pocket . I … Continue reading

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