A gallery of beautiful hibiscus to remember what it’s like when it’s not the dead of winter, and a poem about hibiscus dreams and springtime memes.

Today’s January dreaming post is about the very simple but enormously satisfying routine of having pre-dinner appetizers in our backyard space called the Tree House (with food pics!).

4 poems about snow. Snow can be fun. Snow can be dangerous. Make a snowball, but don’t throw it at your Mom. Snow is a metaphor for lost love. Become a snow angel, not an avenging angel.

There will be repercussions: lawsuits and hearings, accusations and resignations, and perhaps, at long last, legislation and regulations.

I learned to make Chicken and Dumplings from a stellar recipe in Epicurious that was recommended by a colleague. Winter demands comfort food!

It was cold, damp, bleak and dreary. Dickens would have felt right at home.

Just around the corner from crowded Covent Garden in London, I found an unexpected peaceful haven, a magical courtyard. I had entered another dimension, Harry Potter-style.

A return to the slopes provided a fierce hunger and Amica’s Pizza in Salida beckoned to us from the street. What a great choice!

My Mom always hated January. Too cold. Too damp. Too boring. This is the first post in a series: January Dreaming.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” said the Grill-Meister as he fired up the outdoor burner to cook bacon in 5° weather.

5:30 a.m.5 degrees, a pot of teapeaceful solitude © 2018 Glover Gardens

Amarillo charmed us from a hotel window, in two very different ways. It was haiku-worthy!

Magpies pose and inspired haiku with their tuxedo coloring and bright blue wings.

I got a new camera for Christmas, the first one ever that has interchangeable lenses that detach and rates a case instead of rambling about in the bottom of my purse like my previous little point-n-shoot models. A respectable camera. A DSLR.  I’m the family […]

Walking down this street in Paris, the sky called out to be photographed. I realized later that the essence of the City of Lights had imprinted.

Empathizing with the folks in Moscow for their sunless situation. They’re taking it better than I would. I salute them with a haiku.

Glover Gardens response to the weekly photo challenge, What Does Silence Look Like, from The Daily Post.

If you’ve been following Glover Gardens this week, you know that it is really cold here.  Freaky cold. Snow and ice and sleet, oh my! It just makes you want to stay inside, drink hot chocolate by the fire and have comfort food for all your […]

Cauliflower Soup is easy and quick, warm and comforting, and yet surprisingly elegant.

Brrrrr!  It’s hunker down time here in Southeast Texas where harsh Lady Winter (actually “Winter Storm Inga”) has found us and seems to be settling in for a good long visit. We had hail and snow and sub-freezing weather all day today, which is confusing […]