We’re back in Brooklyn after a few days away. Before we left I filled glass bottles with water and jammed them upside down into the freshly saturated soil of my rooftop pots. My hope…
Neighbors of ours lent us the key to their back garden. Four flights down and half a block over, I make our way down a corridor, across their spotless kitchen, and out the screen…
This weekend I harvested the shoots from the microgreens that I planted three weeks ago; tiny seeds sown in a windowsill garden when George Floyd could still breathe. I was more patient with these…
I was too quick to dismiss the ubiquitous kitchen scrap gardens I’ve seen growing. With some amount of sheepishness, I admit that being urged to grow fresh celery from a spent bunch by every…
Things have gotten a little rough and wild in this windowsill garden. The sprouts have gotten taller (and floppier). And we’ve had more confirmed casualties. RIP purple basil. There are still two last intrepid…
Forgive me my public garden journal, but here’s an update for anyone interested in how the growing’s going in my very tiny garden plot. Good news first: We have sprouts. Lots of them. On…
Our microgreens experiment has only just begun. Freshly sown on their windowsill home, I don’t have anything in the way of sexy shoots to show you. My experience with growing these shoots at home…
I can’t decide. Is writing a mid-June garden update the hobby gardener’s equivalent of sending around a holiday letter? Regaling weary family members with stories of your basil’s first shoot the way someone else…
Our window boxes, from above. Italian parsely and thyme. Weathered window boxes and herb starts. A tiny purple basil start. So much about city gardening success lies in the expectations. Tiny city window boxes…
A window box to last all summer. It’s a tall order, but nothing’s impossible. It’s been nearly three years since I planted my first city window box. I bought my narrow teak box on a…