Last summer and fall, we followed our tradition of planting as many free native plants as we could into the soil on our land. One neighbor’s tragedy was our good fortune, and I hauled two full-sized SUV loads of mature native plants home from a huge native garden that was bound for the utility company’s
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The old adage with native plants is: The first year they sleep. (You don’t see much progress. Maybe they germinate and get a few leaves or even a flower.) The second year they creep. (Some plants might spread a little, or get bigger than their first year.) The third year they leap! (The spread a
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The front lawn at Cubbage Road was long a sterile expanse of green grass, mowed in perfect rows. Despite the full bird feeders at the back of the house, no living things frequented the front lawn, not even the humans. The afternoon sun beat down mercilessly in the summer. After just one year of letting
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