Finally people have figured out that we are, where we are and who we are.

The garden was sweetly invaded despite bitter cold and threatening rain offering warm food and a look at the greenest of fall shoots bearing the first hints of winter. Gardeners and plant fans come in many unsuspecting forms and not all want to get down and dirty, but still desire the taste that comes from slow-moving, slow-growing contemplative gardening.

We hope many of them will join us soon in one fashion or another.