Family 2/4

The day my money died, and then came back to life

by Kaushik Venkatesh In the rush to get home from college after our final exams, my roommate and I left our lucky “money plant” alone on...

Pass Down Those (Heirloom) Tomatoes!

By Matthew Steplewski Does Beefsteak sound like an appetizing name for a tomato? Are you always looking for a perfectly round, vibrantly...

Plant Lovers Beget Plant Lovers

by Dave Sollenberger It is difficult for me to pinpoint where my love of plants comes from but if we abide by the often-quoted words of...

The Disappearing Rice Bowl

By Kausthubha Yaratha My memories of India are distinctly olfactory. Nothing can quite compare to the musky smell of the earth after a...

Love is all Around

by Stephanie Frischie Here we are in February, the month of love being pushed up to front and center. It is as great a month as any to...

A Child's Fascination with Pink Lady's Slippers

by Mary Johnson As a child, each year in mid-May I would walk to the edge of the woods on our property in New Hampshire to look for the...

The Inhospitable Plant for Skin Care

by Faiha Khan Would you rub a prickly plant all over your face? Well, here’s why you should! I still remember the shock of watching my...

A Classic Love Triangle: a Dad, a Dog, and Some Peppers

by Brittany This is Leo (middle). He’s a weiner dog that likes to eat my dad’s pepper plants. I wasn’t there when Leo first tried my...

Full Circle-- with a Spider Plant

By Lainey One of my earliest memories was of staring out the window of a daycare provider’s house, wondering how I ended up at this...

Adventures of a Pre-School Arborist

by Megan Presland I have only ever loved one tree in my life: the big, beautiful, gnarled apple tree that used to stand in my parents'...

The Scent of Lavender

by Richelle DeBlasio I grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania, and I remember becoming restless at the end of each school year. As the...

The Cinderella of Plants

by Sally Lin Growing up, I always watched my grandma tending to many different plants in her garden. She had all sorts of plants. Those I...

Hydrangea: A Tiny (Plant) Love Story

by Mark Brunson My stepmother is a painter. Mostly she paints plants, especially hydrangeas. When she and Dad married (he was 87), a...

A Triad Romance

by Charles W. Bier I don’t know when I first began to really know trees. As a youngster, I was literally a snake-in-my-pocket sort of...