On the cruelty of pruning bougainvillea.
It will look like ruin for a week. By the third week, more flowers than ever before.
Read essay →Essays, observations, and small experiments from gardens across Dubai. Published Fridays. Read with tea.
An evening in late March, after the dust settled and the air finally cooled. The whole western wall was in flower by midnight. A small note on patience, fragrance, and what we owe the dusk.
It will look like ruin for a week. By the third week, more flowers than ever before.
Read essay →A short history of the Prosopis cineraria — and what it knows about staying.
Read essay →For sunburn, for shaving, for the cup of green juice you may not enjoy but should drink.
Read essay →An old plant, an old fragrance, and the surprising way it propagates from a broken branch.
Read essay →What 1,000 gallons looks like in a desert garden — a small accounting, no judgement.
Read essay →Khalas, Medjool, Lulu, Sukkari — when to plant, when to eat, and when to share.
Read essay →One flower, one day. The economy of a plant that gives extravagantly because it must.
Read essay →Why your tomatoes still need help — even in the cool months, the sun is moving south.
Read essay →Soft string, gentle hands, and the long view. A four-month project for a forty-year scent.
Read essay →Twelve letters a year. The season, the practice, one plant to know. Quiet, slow, free.