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Has there ever been a time in your gardening life when, upon grabbing a shovel to dig, the handle splits in two? Well, I have had this happen to me a time or two. I am always really upset about it. One reason I am miffed is that I feel like I just lost fifty bucks on a shovel. Another is that I do not want to take the time to replace a handle on a shovel. It is time-consuming. Furthermore, the repair parts are just as cheaply made as the original shovel. I also know that when

If you're the kind of gardener who likes variety, then look no further! The Kobold Gayfeather is a bold ally to have in any garden. A native wildflower of the United States, this baby will please. The Gayfeather offers superb elegance. Thin, grassy leaves grow in a thick bunch at the base of the plant. These leaves spread a glorious twenty-four inches wide! The clump of slender leaves adds class. They take up space with a chic style. The thin stems grow upwards of a towering

Flame grass in winter, Northeast South Dakota It's that time of the year again in the garden. The leaves are turning their yellows and...

How to add birds to your yard

Tomorrow she comes, Autumn, my friend. The childhood companion of solitude. Something about the air. It feels cooler. The hills in front of my house are changing rather quickly, too. Autumn ushers in a starkness that is unrecognizable. For a short time the cattle on the top of the hill will somehow appear to be standing in the clouds. Without the leaves on the trees, the view will be unsettling. I wish it could be summer forever. Soon, the sound of hunting will overtake the p

The other day I was watering my flowers with the garden hose. It's a pretty normal event. Suddenly two large fat mice ran in opposite directions away from the falling water. The mice were so large. It was shocking. It seemed like they could scarcely waddle due to their fat bodies. But, run they did! One came very near to me. So close that I am unsure if I was bit by his sharp teeth. So I asked everyone around me if they thought I had been bit. I wondered if I had rabies. I co