I am a misanthropic nature lover, an amateur (with capital letters) gardener. The editor in chief and my partner in crime is also a misanthrope who, with allergies, loves to stick his nose in any flower I offered him to smell. We prefer to be in the garden with our avian orchestra and pollen a-plenty than in a party with loud music and synthetic perfume.
This blog is just about our experience in our little garden. The observance of little friends around us, some of whom I fall head over heels for, some I would love to get rid of. Well, so far I haven’t gotten rid of anything other than a few earthworms that the shovel smacked by mistake and a few mosquito lava that I dumped out of the birdbaths. Then again, the grackles know that I don’t care for them very much. But they still come around. They just stay out of my way.
There may be a few things here and there that I stumbled over that you may find helpful. No one can know everything I think, even Michelangelo wrote that he was still learning when he was 80 years old. But I’m just a happy punter.