Restoring a Small Piece of California with Native Plants & Finding Home in the Process

  • Goal: Year-round native color

    I got a lot done last week! In the circular beds out front, I managed to dig up the rest of the non-native rose bushes, remove the old, leaky irrigation tubing, clear out a lot of the red wood chips,… Continue reading

    Goal: Year-round native color
  • Moving through heartbreak

    What a terrible week. I took these videos before election day, and so much has happened since then. Because of that, I need to keep working on restoring and healing this little piece of land. It’s not the only action… Continue reading

    Moving through heartbreak
  • Trusting the plants

    Fire is a natural part of life in California. A lot of native plants and trees need it for healthy growth. Before European and American settlers came to California, Indigenous peoples used it to sustain balance in the native landscapes.… Continue reading

    Trusting the plants
  • A different timetable

    “Native plants take a while to establish.” That’s something I’ve heard over and over again. But how long is a while? I’m sure there’s no one answer, but I’ve heard everything from a few weeks to 2 or 3 years.… Continue reading

    A different timetable
  • Starting off small

    Good morning and happy November! I’m so excited–on my morning garden walkabout, I saw what I think are California poppy seedlings popping up through the soil!  I scattered seeds a couple weeks ago of a few different wildflowers, and this… Continue reading

    Starting off small
  • Mistakes, I’ve made a few.

    When I first started buying native plants, I was kind of an idiot. I’d go to a nursery, find the California natives section, and pick up a plant that looked interesting or had pretty flowers. One of this, one of… Continue reading

    Mistakes, I’ve made a few.
  • Learning to love California

    People rave about California’s natural beauty. I admit I found it hard to appreciate that beauty when I first moved here from the East Coast. Parched, rocky hills carpeted with brown, crunchy grasses only reminded me of the possibility of… Continue reading

    Learning to love California