Our tangerine tree isn’t looking so spritely these days. Over the past few months it’s developed a pale, stricken look that has caused some freak-outs (code orange!) here in our garden. Ryan saw the problems first: the cracks and splotches on the trunk, the formerly dark...

“Feed me, Seymour,” the line goes, originally uttered by the neediest plant in history. Little Shop of Horrors gave us (both!) mega nightmares as kids. If only we'd known that someday we would grow to enable our own crop of bloodthirsty carnivores. We brought them home...