Yesterday, we started our very first batch of liquid seaweed fertilizer. As relative newcomers to gardening, we can be delinquent about (because we're intimidated by) fertilizing. Maybe that’s why we’re so attached to our carnivores — because they infamously self-fertilize? But we’re coming around. We recently discovered...

The current state of our tillandsia — our sweet, innocent air plants — has officially thrown us into a shame spiral. It's a bad scene here in bromeliad land: No specimens have flowered in months. Their tips are scorched. These guys are looking dull, dull,...

They popped up out of nowhere. Our grape hyacinth flowers (Muscari armeniacum) have begun to rear their heads — or rather, skinny green arms. Last night we spotted their stiff, simple leaves sprouting from our flower bed, in spite of our being California bulb-planting procrastinators and...

Yesterday, we woke up feeling a little bit like compost ourselves, actually: dumpy and sluggish and all heaped together with fermenting material. Composting is one of those things we keep putting off, but for 2013, we're determined to make it happen. We were inspired to do...

We live in a catty neighborhood. Between indulged strays and outdoor pets, cats are constantly drifting in and out of gardens on our block. Our favorite is the darling Petunia, who bears an uncanny resemblance to RB’s childhood kitty, Oakie. A purring puddle of fur, she's picky...