Lynne Irons
By LYNNE IRONS
While sitting once again in traffic, I was developing a bad attitude. I began seeing weeds, dead flower heads, planters needing water, and general neglect all over town. I was thinking, in a darkly humored moment, of pointing out some of those places in next week’s column.
By LYNNE IRONS
According to the Rodale Institute, switching conventional farmland to organic would cut greenhouse emissions by 10 per cent in the U.S. as sustainably farmed soil can absorb 30 percent more carbon.
By LYNNE IRONS
While sitting in bridge traffic waiting for yet another enormous sailboat to pass through, I was working on a pretty significant resentment against Mr. and Mrs. Gotrocks. Here I was, late for work, hot and feeling sorry for myself, and the boat people were holding me up on their way to a lovely day on the water.
By LYNNE IRONS
What’s up with the salmonella on tomatoes? I have several thoughts on the subject. Bear with me as they are somewhat disjointed. First of all, big farmers are plowing up their fields as the market is so bad and they are trying to get another crop of something else into the ground while there is still time.
By LYNNE IRONS
Nothing makes me more relaxed than a rainy Saturday in July. Last weekend, in my opinion, was perfect for us gardeners. There is a country-western song out of the West Texas cotton fields with the following refrain:
Sow your seed
In the ground below
Fall to your knees
and pray real slow
For the rain to come
And kiss the seed
To bless you with
All that you need.
By LYNNE IRONS