Complexities sort themselves out; blurred ideas sharpen; clarity comes. And with that, insight – sometimes poignant, even sad, sometimes joyful, usually true.
It appears I will be going round two with the aphids. Such is the life, I suppose, of a gardener, even one confined to a balcony. The aphids have overtaken my honeysuckle vine, just as it is breaking into bloom. I thought I’d nipped the problem in the bud back in May when I first … Continue reading Creeping vines I can handle; creepy crawlies, not so much