I Lit My Garden Path With TIKI Brand Bamboo Torches All Summer
My Garden Path Was a Safety Hazard After Dark…
My Garden Path Was a Safety Hazard After Dark…
My back patio had a problem I kept ignoring. After every rainstorm, the old indoor rug I’d dragged outside would stay soggy for days. It smelled. It grew mildew. Mud tracked in from the garden stuck to the fibers and…
The Pruning Saw I Use to Harvest Bamboo Poles Every Season…
After fifteen years of growing bamboo commercially, I still lose poles to cracking every single season. Not from bad harvesting. Not from poor timing. The culprit is almost always the drying phase — specifically, drying too fast or too unevenly….
I still remember standing in my backyard on a humid July afternoon, staring at a patch of sad, yellowing tomato plants and fighting back actual tears. I had spent nearly $300 that spring — on seeds, soil amendments, a fancy drip irrigation kit — and every single thing I planted looked like it wanted to … Read more
Last summer, I nearly lost my marriage over a hot tub. Not because of anything scandalous — but because I spent $4,200 on a spa installation without telling my husband, and then discovered our backyard had zero privacy. Our neighbors could see everything from their deck. We used the tub exactly once before the awkward … Read more
I accidentally threw away every metal utensil in my kitchen. On purpose. In a fit of eco-enthusiasm that I can only describe as “well-intentioned chaos,” I bagged up my entire collection of stainless spatulas, whisks, and slotted spoons and donated them to the thrift store — before my bamboo replacements had even arrived. For four … Read more
I want to tell you about the day I accidentally staked an entire raised bed with what turned out to be decorative cocktail skewers. Not garden stakes. Cocktail skewers. My Roma tomatoes were practically laughing at me by July. It was my third year gardening, and I’d grabbed what I thought was a fresh pack … Read more
I almost set my backyard on fire trying to make a gift. That’s not a metaphor. There was an actual small fire, a very alarmed squirrel, and my garden hose doing the Lord’s work while I stood there in my bathrobe holding a craft knife and a half-finished set of DIY bamboo wind chimes. And … Read more
I set my alarm for 6 a.m. exactly once in my adult life — and it was entirely by accident. I meant to set it for 6 p.m. (for a nap, obviously), and when it shrieked at me in the pitch dark, I was so disoriented that I stumbled into the hallway and accidentally let … Read more