“My poor gardenias are suffering!” writes faithful reader, Sheri Chamblee. “The leaves are black. I tried rubbing the black off, but the black remains. What else can I do?” The answer, of course, is to ask Grumpy, your font of gardening wisdom.
What is the sweetest flower of all? Answer that question and I can probably tell what’s growing in your garden. Of all our senses, I think smell is the one most closely linked to memory. A single whiff of a flower instantly transports you back to a time and place when you encountered it as a child.
Welcome to Throw-Down Thursday, that sacred time we take each week to answer your most pressing gardening questions with honesty, sensitivity, insight, and — most important — the 1001% correctness you’ve come to expect. Let’s get right to it.
The longer this cold winter goes on, the more plants (particularly evergreens) take it on the chin. Many look brown and dead, like a grilled squirrel (yum!). So people keep asking me if they should they prune off the brown stuff now or wait to see if the plant recovers.
Every year, I try out a number of uber-hyped plants in my home garden, so that I may report the truth to you, cherish readers. Most times, uber-hype translates to over-hype, but not in the case of this champ. Read on to see what Grumpy and 8 other garden experts from around the country picked as their favorite new plants […]
Southern Living is a nice magazine produced by nice people about a nice place called the South. Everybody I work with is nice. No one yells, no one cusses, no one brings firearms or anthrax to work, no one posts naked pictures of themselves on the internet (well, no one that you’d want to see), and no one runs puppy […]
I will never forget the time my older brother was describing the color of swans to my young son. “They’re white, just like my teeth,” said my brother. “Your teeth are yellow,” countered my son. Well, there just isn’t any way to recover from that. Yellow teeth remind me of the biggest failure of gardenia. It’s almost impossible to photograph one in full bloom […]
Last night, I got a weird voice-mail message on my cell phone. The operator asked, “Will you accept a collect call from the Correctional Facility in Loxley, Alabama?” Aparently, stupidity is now a jailable offense. See, the Grump doesn’t take collect telephone calls from anybody. If my phone rang and a voice asked, “You have a collect call from a […]