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There is snow on the ground-look for our first post in December!
Facebook25 Don’t toss those leaves! At one time November was ushered in with the smell of burning leaves. Everyone did it. First, the leaves were raked into giant piles. As kids, we would jump into the piles with reckless abandon. Then, our mothers set the leaves on fire – once the kids were out for…
Facebook3 You can tell by the sun angle. It’s a month past the fall equinox. As much as the madman doesn’t want to believe it, fall is here. The sun is closer to the southern horizon so it doesn’t beat down like it has all summer. We haven’t reached the Persephone period yet, so we…
Facebook35 “The frost comes on little cat feet” – my apologies to Carl Sandburg, the madman likes the phrase, but really wishes you had used frost instead of fog. The mere mention of frost strikes fear in the heart of the madman, and that first frost warning coincided with the Connecticut Association of Optometrists’…
Facebook7 With our trip to the shore behind us, we are spending a lot of time wandering around our yard. As always, the madman spends a lot of time at the conifers, especially the hemlocks. He’s not really looking at the hemlocks, he’s looking at the Hemlock Woolly Adelgid (HWA). A Serious Problem “To steal…
Facebook13 If you are a gardener, one of your New Year’s Resolutions should have been to keep a gardening Journal. Or, if you are like the madman, to keep a BETTER journal. Why? Because as the madman says, “your memory is never as good as you think it is – in fact, it’s not even…
Facebook2 Fall is in the air. In the words of Oscar Wilde, “…summer collapsed into fall” on Saturday, September 23. For the madman, it’s not the end of summer, it’s the start of a new gardening season. And we’d better get busy. Our friends, the hummingbirds are flitting from feeder to flower as they store…