

Sure, it has been a cool commencement to the 2026 summer season, but that has not halted my adventures in the garden. As per usual, I generally opt to assemble my own potted plants. As a rule of thumb, I studiously follow the true thriller, filler, and spiller formula. The formula is a simple one. It is a method that employs the services of three plants in one pot. The thriller plant functions as the showy, focal point of the arrangement. The filler is, well, self-explanatory, as you would be correct in assuming this plant selection adds volume and fullness to the pot. The spiller plant adds a cascading effect as it pours over the sides. Now, I have experimented with a few plants over the past summers. The resulting pots have been quite nice.
This summer, I decided on the trio of begonia, coleus, and vinca vine. I got to work on a Sunday afternoon, and by the next Sunday, my pot was filling out beautifully. I am very pleased with its progress. Putting the pot together itself is a relaxing, soothing mental exercise. And I am grateful for the results born from my work. Whatever the task, I humbly suggest you identify a labor of love and leisure that elicits personal fulfillment. Most definitely, life will stress you to the point that it may leave you broken. I have learned that my gratitude must be greater than my grief. I am thankful I have found an activity that provides but a moment of reward, peace, and mental clarity. I pray you do as well.
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Well, it would appear that Old Man Winter has relinquished his seemingly perpetual, frosty grip on the temperatures outside – at least here in Michigan. Sure, every few days, he will stage a futile resurgence with a couple of nippy days thrown into the mix, but the picture is crystal clear; spring is an inevitability. And so, on those warm days that call for appreciation of nature, the seasonal spring yard clean-up is a necessity. Now, sprucing up one’s yard involves a lot of dirty work. Dethatching the lawn, trimming back dead flowers, removing animal waste (we have a ton of deer), and pulling these gangly monstrosities (pictured above) from the surrounding area. Ah, yes, the dandelion weed. I swear, in the event of a nuclear holocaust, I declare that only roaches and these unsightly plant aliens will stubbornly survive.









