I don’t think I’m going to regret harvesting the last of the basil and parsley today.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, final herb harvest of 2016

Phoenix is COLD!!!! Like, ridiculously cold even if I am a big baby about the cold now.

I don’t know what my garden will look like come morning, so I’m glad I heard the freeze warning on the radio on my way home from work. Now on to bigger decisions – pesto? Caprese salad?

My poor lemon tree. He’s all beat up and slightly depressed, he lost all of his leaves, and he’s increasingly alarmed about his future.

He and I have so much in common.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, Liza's sad lemon tree

On the bright side, I now finally know he’s a lemon and not a lime tree.

Well, hell.

America elected a racist, bigoted, xenophobic clown for President. The highest office in the land. After meeting with President Obama, President-elect Donald Trump seemed surprised by the scope of the job.

No shit. It’s an important job.

I wish I could stay in my little plant-life bubble and pretend none of this is happening. But I am a proud tree-hugging American woman, with lots and lots of gay friends and lots of friends with skin colors other than white. I’m terrified for them. They thought they finally could see the light of a world that accepted them as equal, and now that right is in dire straights. Their clock has been set back 100 years.

Again, I’m female. Of course, I’m siding with the minorities. My reproductive health is up for grabs with the Republican agenda. The health of this planet is up for grabs by a bunch of rich white men who don’t believe in the science of Climate Change. They don’t seem to believe that the world is on fire. It’s science! And they don’t care!

I haven’t posted any blogs for a long time. The truth is, I’m depressed. I thought I would see a smart, capable, savvy grandmother as my next President. Instead, I got the worst news. And I have “friends” telling me to get over it. But you know what? I’m not getting over it.

Instead, I would like to start a campaign of kindness. A culture of kindness. I’ll remind everyone that the term political correctness stemmed from a desire to be kind. No one wants to be mocked for who they are – that’s why we don’t use the words retard or fag anymore. It’s about being kind, not about being politically correct. Let’s eradicate that term. Help me. #bekindnotpc.

Instead of calling our President-elect a clown, I’ll give him a chance to do right by the millions of people who don’t think or look exactly like him. (Even though that means I have to “unremember” all the video proof that shows otherwise.) Help me. #bekindnotpc.

When I hear anti-Muslim remarks from his followers, I’ll stick up for their religious freedoms. Help me. #bekindnotpc.

When I see people attacking my gay brothers and sisters for being different from them, I’ll stand by their side and fight back. Help me. #bekindnotpc.

When I see all my brown and black-skinned friends trying to make it through their day without harassment, I’ll be right there helping in any way I can. Help me. #bekindnotpc.

When I see attacks on women’s health, I will fight for the control of their own bodies. Help me. #bekindnotpc.

I can’t exist in a bubble where I only think about plants and Nature, and have that be all I post about on this blog. My world doesn’t work that way. I have to vent my emotions. This is my venue.

So help me. Go on twitter and join the campaign to erase the phrase political correctness and replace it with what it was always meant to be – kindness. #bekindnotpc.

I’ve been working on a project for Dottie, our beloved 90-year-old Expert in Life. The project has had me going through the past six years of weekly posts from the Ask the Experts panel that I hosted every Friday, and pulling out her responses out for her family to enjoy. There are many gems. I’m going to share them with you in the coming weeks.

I’ll start with this one from August of 2013:

Q: What human issue is nearest and dearest to your heart?

Dearest to my heart is that all persons would be treated equally with love and kindness.

I so wish the world would turn away from all the horrendous violence.  I feel we are on a track to permanent ruin.  Starting with the destruction of our environment and our relations with each other.

I know I sound fatalistic.  I am not a fatalist.  I have always had a positive outlo0k and hope that the next generation would see the light and start turning the country around.

Our lousy lifestyle of greed and over abundance seems reflected in every part of our lives – starting with the fracturing of the family unit, evidenced even more strongly in our political structure and movies.

However, Hope Springs Eternal.  I have met some outstanding young people, whom I so hope will become involved in world leadership.  I have grandchildren and great grand children, who are great examples of what the world could be.  They are workers and thrivers and lovers!!!!!  They want to contribute to our world in a good way and are all ready working to that end.

We have been known as the greatest nation
In the world.  Let’s all strive to keep it that way

Thank you Dottie, for shining the light not only three years ago in this instance, but for the past 90 years. You make me feel better to be an American when my soul hurts. You make me feel better about being a human by the example that you are. I’ve said it a million times, you should be declared a National Treasure. I love you. And to the rest of my readers the world over, I love you, too.

I love these little guys!

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, Gomphrena flower

For those days in between when your farmers’ market flowers have died and your next opportunity to replace them, a nice green bouquet can work wonders to fill the gap:

Good To Grow, Liza's plants, green bouquets

Good To Grow, Liza's plants, green bouquets

Plus, they’re rooting, so there’s that bonus as well.

Bouquets feed the soul. No one ever said they had to be flower bouquets.

I guess I have basil babies (roughly 12 feet from the mother plant) now.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, baby basil plants

It feels satisfying to follow a post about a 90-year-old with a post about infants.

Meet my new Filius Blue pepper plant sprouts:

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, Filius Blue Pepper Plants

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, Filius Blue Pepper Plants

I’m excited to see these little guys grow, but don’t tell anyone – they’re going to be Christmas presents in a few months.

I recently got the seeds from my good friend Jenn Daniel. A few years ago, she gave me a tiny plant, which turned into this:

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, Filius Blue Pepper Plants

Pretty, right?

Don’t let that pretty purple color fool you – those peppers are hot! But if you leave them on the plant long enough to turn bright red, they will be much milder.

It’s a very cool pepper plant. I’m so glad Jenn sent me more seeds so I can share the love! Thanks lady!

 

Please say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our beloved Expert Dottie, who officially became a nonagenarian today.

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90 years old is an impressive feat. To do it with style and grace is extraordinary. Happy birthday Dottie! We love you!

(photos courtesy of Cindy Correll)

 

Heeeeyyyyyyy, look who it is:

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, it's a Sedona life

It’s everyone’s favorite octogenarian – soon to be nonagenarian – Expert Dottie!

I recently visited her in Sedona, Arizona to see her new digs. Nice views, eh? We took an early morning walk, and it was breathtaking.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, it's a Sedona life

Once the sun popped up, the views became even more stunning.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, it's a Sedona life

Of course, the company was even better than the views.

I neglected to take selfies with her – we got sidetracked. For those of you wondering, Dottie’s doing awesome. It’s hard to believe she’ll be 90 in a couple of weeks, or that a year ago around this time she was preparing for heart surgery.

She’s once again charming everyone around her and making tons of new friends. As is her usual M.O.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, it's a Sedona life

We did a couple of laps, then sped off for breakfast and a busy day.

If anyone would like to send Dottie birthday wishes, I will happily pass them along to her. I’m sure she’d be thrilled to hear from you.

Good To Grow, Liza's photos, more flowers, less violence

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Hi! My name is Liza. Welcome to my blog and thanks for visiting! I'm a Midwestern gal now living in Arizona, after many years of living in and owning a plant care business in New Mexico.

Plants are living, breathing creatures, and if they're indoor plants, they are 100% dependent on human care. They cannot water themselves.

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