Why I Garden…And Thoughts on My Italian Ancestors, Farming, the Seasons, and What Not  

I COME FROM A GARDENING FAMILY. My Italian grandfather was a landscaper on the north shore. His vast yard in Kenilworth was a sea of vegetables, flowers, and other greenery. Unlike most people’s yards, not a patch of dirt was to be seen. Every inch of real estate was covered by grass or some type … Continue reading Why I Garden…And Thoughts on My Italian Ancestors, Farming, the Seasons, and What Not