chroniques d’une fraise

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My air plants arrived this week. They’re too small to put in the glass candleholders I’d found, but were just right for the two bonsai pots from the same secondhand store. I also got a bell cup to hold one of the tillandsia. […]

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Photos: before (left) and after (right) repotting plants
Ever since finding my new apartment just over a month ago, I’ve been bitten by the gardening bug. Since it’s the perfect time — spring — to buy new plants, I haven’t wanted to wait until […]

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Translation: “Strawberry has strawberries.” Hmm… Strawberry strawberries strawberried Strawberry strawberries. English is great. Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo! But I digress.
I was browsing a “nature products” store here (Nature et Découvertes) last week, waiting for a bank wire to come in […]

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One of the plants that came with my (current) apartment is about to flower. At my new place I’ll no longer have a balcony on which to put balcony boxes, but the extra room will be great for my maple and pine trees. […]

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The same building as photographed last week, again while on my way to the post office, because I’m still at home with the flu, ugh. The yellow tree is mimosa, which bloom this time of year. This photo was taken in the late […]

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Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys
Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs;
Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet
Clear of the grave.
- Excerpt from Hamatreya, Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is a flower from one of my cyclamens. I’ve […]