Even in a period of transition, we all need a touchstone. Lately, I'm finding mine in the dirt of our Greensboro bungalow, fumbling my way into a brand-new identity. For now.

A simple bouquet of zinnias and shrimp plants sparks a reflection on embracing small beginnings and good-enough gardening.

This little moonflower is just getting start-ed.

This bird not on a wire brought me pure delight.

After a hectic day of bird feeder mishaps and minor injuries, a classic North Carolina summer storm brings some much-needed relief to a Greensboro porch.

A routine tree inspection in our Greensboro yard turns into a clearing project, uncovering a hidden rose bush, buried hostas, and more of our garden wall.

One advantage of being close to my parents, who live in a house where so many vegetables were pickled and/or canned, is access to so many old jars.

Our small yard project to replace ivy ground cover with mulch has escalated into a full front yard transformation.

We spent today tackling the front yard's persistent English ivy. We decided to give up on coexistence. Chalk up another win for good enough gardening.