Text and photos ©Nancy J. Ondra
I’ll be putting up my Garden Bloggers Bloom Day post up over at Gardening Gone Wild this month, but there’s so much going on outside that I was able to pick out three pretty cool plants for a post here as well. Two of my mid-August picks have great flowers and one has…well, it’s hard to explain why I like it, so I’ll save it for last. (more…)
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“What made you decide to get alpacas?”, people ask me. Well, the fleece has some value, if you can find someone who wants it, and they’re fun to watch and hang around with. Plus, the endless supply of manure is invaluable for the garden. But apparently that’s not all they’re good for! Check out this link from The Onion: “Congress to Raise Alpacas to Aid Struggling Economy“. If only I’d gotten a boy and a girl, instead of two boys. (But no, I wouldn’t give up either Daniel or Duncan.) Thanks for the link, Elly!
Not having a great singing voice, I’m trying to resist a rousing rendition of “Oh What a Beautiful Morning.” But oh, it really is. I hope it’s equally beautiful wherever you are today!
Text and photographs ©Nancy J. Ondra 2008
When I started blogging with the others at Gardening Gone Wild late last summer, I knew there was no shortage of topics to write about at that time, because there was so much going on in the garden. As fall approached, though, I heard of a few garden blogs taking a hiatus for the “off season,” and I wondered if most garden bloggers disappeared during the winter. Well, far from it, apparently: seems to me that the garden-blogging community keeps on going (and growing) no matter what the weather!
Just like many of you, I imagine, I’ve found that the minimal action outdoors has provided a great excuse to go back through years’ worth of garden photos, and they’ve sparked all sorts of ideas for new things to write about. Not wanting to monopolize the Gardening Gone Wild forum, I decided to start this blog as a place to post some of my excess musings and photos.
Why “Hayefield”? Well, I’ve always thought it was cool to name a garden, and since my own garden was formerly a hayfield, that seemed like a natural choice. (That’s probably a side effect from reading Charlotte Bronte too much; you know, Thornfield in Jane Eyre and Briarfield in Shirley.) But it couldn’t be simply Hayfield, so somehow an “e” popped up in there, and it stuck. So, now you know!
