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Fall Energy
Recently, I read an article about overwintering the garden. To my way of thinking, all those dead sticks poking out from the exhausted plants and flowers were an eyesore that needed snipping. Lo and behold, apparently it's better to leave those things on there! Who knew? Well, apparently lots of people must know this, but this 40 year old former city-dweller had no earthly idea. The best, most exciting part of this discovery is it now gives me a good reason to be a lazy gardener. I don't have to go out with the clippers and trim all that stuff, nor do I need to rake out the leaves from the garden. You'd think I'd be a little more with the "organic" program and realize that the

Crap Fest!
I love my dog, but GODDAMMIT! She apparently smelled something yummy in the compost pile, you know the one I've spent two years cultivating and preparing and turning and cooking to make organic soil for my garden. The one I actually had the audacity to put in a moving van and bring from my old house to my new one when I moved. Yes, that compost pile. It seems even after all that, the compost could not withstand the enthusiasm of a small dog. Granted, she's not THAT small, she's about 50 pounds of quivering Beagle. Something in that pile caught her attention so much so that she tore off the plastic fencing surrounding it and dove in head first. Needless to say, there is compost