Ahhh beautiful Autumn, in Tahoe for the week and the leaves are awesome. The weather is cold and crisp. Thunderstorms this afternoon. Maybe snow Friday night. Left the garden behind for a couple of days. Lots of Halloween decorating to … Continue reading
With record-breaking temperatures in the 90’s and 100’s my garden and I were miserable! It was so hot! But finally it’s over and I can breathe again with little damage to the garden. We are back to a cool mid … Continue reading
Now that Fall is finally here and tomorrow is the first day of October, one of my favorite months the weather has turned. Not to that wonderful cool crisp autumnal bring out your new sweater weather…but that strange Bay Area … Continue reading
Today instead of gardening at home, since Devon, my son and his girlfriend Emily are visiting, we decided to head out for a days adventure at the beach. We headed towards Half Moon Bay and Pescadero Beach. The day turned … Continue reading
Leaving Lake Tahoe today and heading back home to my own garden! Whenever my daughter Tashi was younger and we were heading into Tahoe towards our cabin we would always pass the lake. It never failed, no matter what time of day or what season, Tashi wanted to count the colors of the lake. Lake Tahoe changes colors as is gets deeper and colder and she loved to see how many different colors she could see. It has always been one of our “Tahoe Traditions” that now carries on to my grandchildren when I bring them up with me. It gives us a chance to stop and appreciate the beauty of nature, the beauty of the lake in the midst of the excitement of vacation and all that goes along with that. I try to teach them that even in this place of so much fun there is a beauty they won’t find anywhere else.
Today dark storm clouds rolled in along with the intoxicating smell of summer rain. The sound of thunder rumbled in the distance and gradually grew louder and louder. I waited in anticipation for the warm rain I miss so much. The air was warm and heavy with a slight wind blowing the branches of the pine trees outside my window. At home in the San Francisco Bay Area we only have rain during the winter months and being from the East Coast this felt like a true summer day to me. It had rained every afternoon of our stay this week. The mornings are beautiful and sunny, even hot. Leaving plenty of time to explore the natural beauty all around us before the afternoon summer rain arrives.
Today we hiked to the Tallac Historical Museum. We walked along a stone lined path and saw a remarkable garden filled with a variety of plants and wildflowers, Vine Maple, Coreopsis, Mountain Rose, Alpine Lily, Western Bistort and many more. Shaded by the trees they are in the perfect environment. Everything grows abundantly here. I’m sure the rain helps. It helps me.
I love trees, I love what they represent to me about life in so many ways. Trees are just so full of spirit and history.
Family Trees are a perfect example of how something in life is based on the form of a tree. So many branches extending from the main trunk in addition to all the leaves.
Growing up my backyard was filled with trees, even a cherry tree. I climbed them, raked their leaves into piles and jumped in them. I drew and painted them during my artistic phase. They were beautiful.
The pine trees here in Lake Tahoe are majestic they are tall and their branches are laden with pine cones. Their smell wafts in through the windows with the breeze. They call to me to touch them and of course I can’t resist. I grasp a low branch to pick a pine cone and my fingers are almost immediately covered with sweet sticky sap. It does not want to come off!
I love my Tahoe trees. They are always here when I come to my cabin, waiting for me, trees of life, strong faithful, resilient, part of nature, part of me.
I’m spending this week in South Lake Tahoe. It’s one of my favorite places to be. I love the beauty of nature here. The tall pine
trees, the mountains, the flowers and of course the lake. Every time I’m here I find a new and wonderful discovery.
This is a very different kind of garden. But still very much a garden. All of nature comprises its own gardens in its own ways. We are fortunate if we can replicate them half as beautifully in our own spaces. I often look to nature for inspiration, in types of plants, sizes and colors. What better example can we find except from the Master Gardener? I hope you join me throughout this coming week as I explore this place that is so much a part of me.