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We garden where it’s high and oh so dry…where the deer and the buffalo roam.

Hey all. I have been lappin up the blue crab on the DELMARVA peninsula. Drinkin' suh-weet (!) tea in 'lanta and trying to get back home. Did alright for a yankee type...

Some folks think a layover in the ATL airport is the equivalent of a layover in Hades, but I am here to tell you, I found it to be entertaining...

Well, that was a ghastly play on words but it is late, still 94 degrees, smoky and I am pooped. Southern Idaho is besieged by range fires and the ones in Utah are blowing this way as well. So onto more pleasant topics...

You have got to check this out! Right now I am thinking I need a warehouse to become the nation's first distributor of this chicken coop for the urban garden. The Omlet eglu. A new fangled version of the old chicken tractor...

On Sunday we held the 20th annual garden tour to benefit the Idaho Botanical Garden. Besides having a wonderful turnout, we had folks clamoring for the plant list for Meg Robert's and Mark Torf's waterwise landscape in the foothills. Here it is: Meg’s...

Good grief. Let's just pile it on. So today, there is a hideous article about salmonella in almonds and the almond industry's response to steam them clean or strafe them with some bad-ass chemical. I started looking in the pantry and decided...

I love this e-newspaper, the NEW WEST. It's a wonderful roundup (oh, yes, I meant to say that) of news articles and musings from reporters and writers in the Intermountain West. Every week, I make a point of checking out Kisha Schlegel's articles. ...

Never a dull moment here in Boise. Especially when it comes to the weather. One week ago today, we were bobbing around in the Lily Pond, drinking Bobby Flay drinks (dark rum with Newman's Virgin Lemonade). The temp was a meager 99 degrees....