I've Gone to a Garden Party (And I Never Want to Leaf)

You may have noticed I haven’t posted a blog lately. It could only mean one of two things: I ran out of things to say or, it’s gardening season. As my family is sure to attest, the former is impossible.
 

Carolyn Choate

June 13, 2018

Carolyn Choate recently retired from the TV production industry to write full-time. Diagnosed at 45 with stage 3 estrogen receptor-positive breast cancer in 2003, she underwent two radical mastectomies - in 2003 and 2012 - without reconstruction. Carolyn credits Angela Brodie, Ph.D., and her discovery of the aromatase inhibitor, for saving her life and those of millions of women globally. In the summer of 2017, Carolyn and her older daughter kayaked from New Hampshire to Baltimore in tribute to Dr. Brodie. When not informing others about Dr. Brodie and the "living flat" movement, Carolyn enjoys gardening, cooking and RVing with her family and dog.

Carolyn Choate's Garden - Courtesy of Carolyn Choate

You may have noticed I haven’t posted a blog lately. It could only mean one of two things: I ran out of things to say or, it’s gardening season. As my family is sure to attest, the former is impossible.

For you gardeners out there who live in the northeast region of the country – especially New England – you know exactly of what I speak. We live to garden this time of year – flower and/or vegetable – as our window is short. Strictly speaking, it lasts Memorial Day through mid-October. Halloween, if we’re real lucky.

While the months of April and May are often associated with carefree spring days and nostalgic Victorian images of May poles, we’re out slogging in the damp soil, raking leaves into piles that resemble a mini-mountain range in our yards, unless it’s still snowing into mid-April, which it’s famous for – make that, infamous for – in our neck of the woods.

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