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The Trouble with Common Names

What do you call that thing connected to a wall that water comes out of?

I call it a drinking fountain. But I have friends who call it a water fountain. Or a bubbler. Continue reading

For the Love of Lichen

lichen, tundra

 

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Saturday Housekeeping

A few housekeeping, or blogkeeping, items:

  • I was recently made aware that the email subscription function wasn’t really working.  I apologize to all (two) of you who had subscribed yet weren’t receiving email updates about new posts.  I think I’ve got it up and running now, though.
  • This blog has been up and running for 3 months now (woohoo!) but I’m still not sure I love the layout/design. It may be changing a bit in the near future, but I wanted to hear from you if there was anything about it so far that you did like versus something(s) that could be changed to improve your experience here?
  • I can think of a million garden/plant/food related things to talk about, but do you have any pressing garden questions I could help you answer? Leave a comment below if you’d like to see me talk about something that you have a specific question about.

I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend.  And thanks in advance for the input.

-Heather

 

Connect with me!

I just wanted to let you all know that you can connect with Heather’s Home and Garden through more ways than just checking out the website on occasion.

Besides subscribing to receive post updates by email, you can also keep up to date with the gardening goings-on by:

a) “liking” the new facebook page: Heather’s Home and Garden

b) following me on instagram: @heathershomeandgarden

Weed Science. Wait, what kind of science?

In my real life I work at Utah State University in the weed science research group.  When I would tell people I was getting a degree in weed science, or even now when I tell people I work in weed science the conversation generally goes like this:  Continue reading

daffodils

 

It is spring, it is spring,

     I am sure it is true,

For I saw in my garden

     And my neighbor saw too

A long row of daffodils green,

     But when we looked closely

Bits of yellow were seen.

Spring winds will blow softly

     And gently caress

Those green buds of daffodils

     Held close to earth’s breast.

And the life giving rays

     Of the sun will shine through

Then a wealth of rare beauty

     Will burst into view.

— Emma Thornley —