INCOMING! The following five awful pests will seek to utterly destroy both your garden and spirit this summer. How can you fight back against a voracious army that numbers in the tens of thousands? By reading this post and doing what I say.
People are always yapping about needing smaller lawns. Now that can happen and they won’t need to lift a finger. In fact, they can wake up in the morning to find their lawns completely gone — thanks to the infamous fall armyworm.
Faithful reader Brandy Bumpus says moles fighting moles in her yard is turning into trench warfare. She begs Grumpy for advice on the best way to get rid of these tunneling terrorists. As always, the ever-generous Grump is delighted to help.
Colder than justice in North Korea — that’s how cold winter has been this year in the eastern half of the country. Cities paralyzed by ice and snow. The Great Lakes frozen over. Pitiful dogs stuck to fire hydrants. So doesn’t it follow that we’ll have a lot fewer bugs to worry about this spring and summer?
One of Grumpy’s greatest talents is his ability to offend great numbers of people, sometimes unintentionally. And, boy, did he do it big time in last Sunday’s blog post (“5 Gardening Mistakes to Avoid This Fall”). Although regular readers didn’t find fault with it and indeed found the information timely and helpful, many independent (“Mom & Pop”) garden centers launched […]
Fall is the best time for planting almost any hardy plant. The weather feels great and plants aren’t stressed by heat and drought. But before you fill up your 1978 Ford Torino station wagon featuring faux wood siding with every green thing you find at the garden center, make sure you DON’T DO these five things.
Grumpy loves flowering dogwoods. He thinks that anybody who can grow them and doesn’t has a serious developmental flaw. But sometimes your beautiful dogwood suddenly doesn’t look so pretty anymore. Here are 4 common problems and what to do about them.
It was the most horrible sight I could ever imagine. I went out to put some veggie scraps in our compost bin under our elevated deck, when suddenly I found myself swarmed by thousands of little, black bugs…..having sex.