Articles by Janine Pineo
By Janine Pineo on June 03, 2011, at 1:07 p.m.
By Janine Pineo on May 27, 2011, at 11:43 a.m.
By Janine Pineo on Nov. 26, 2010, at 7:56 p.m.
A beautiful person left this world Sunday. LoAnn Smith was a dear friend and giving soul who always flew to engulf me in a big hug and made me smile and laugh when I saw her every spring on jaunts …
By Janine Pineo on Oct. 29, 2010, at 9:10 p.m.
Drought does funny things to plants. Consider my two rows of potatoes, planted in mid-June, just as the weather was ramping up into its nearly water-free period.
By Janine Pineo on Sept. 24, 2010, at 7:07 p.m.
If there is one sure sign summer is over, it is when the Concord grapes are ripe. Part of me longs for that day when I can gather a basket of fruit, even as my heart is saddened that another …
By Janine Pineo on Aug. 28, 2010, at 1:45 a.m.
The simplest things are, by far, the most endearing and enduring. Little did I know that a few morning glories would turn out to be some of those things. The story begins last year when we …
By Janine Pineo on July 30, 2010, at 6:10 p.m.
Picture yourself in Acadia National Park. Look around and what do you see? The ocean? A pond? Rocks? Plants?
By Janine Pineo on June 25, 2010, at 8:10 p.m.
The charge nurse said she could just picture us as old ladies sitting with a cup of tea, recalling the day we went to Vassalboro. And she compared us to Thelma and Louise. And she laughed. A …
By Janine Pineo on May 28, 2010, at 5:22 p.m.
Seven years I have waited. The first few amounted to biding my time and trimming away the encroaching grass. But the past couple of years, as the stems began to lengthen and arch, I took to …
By Janine Pineo on April 23, 2010, at 5:22 p.m.
A blast of heat and humidity hits you first, then comes the delicate scent of pansies, the warm and spicy tang of herbs or the deep perfume from a table full of heliotrope. Mix that with the …
By Janine Pineo on March 26, 2010, at 5:40 p.m.
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then one couldn’t fault oneself for proceeding with caution when a flower is called “mal de ojos.”
By Janine Pineo on Dec. 18, 2009, at 4:58 p.m.
Send the kiddies to the root cellar and put on your Grinch pants ’cause it is time once again to lift your voice in joyless refrain for our annual gardening holiday ditty. You and I both …
By Janine Pineo on Nov. 27, 2009, at 5:57 p.m.
Before the Revolutionary War. Before the Mayflower weighed anchor. Before Columbus set sail. Way before the Crusades ended. Even before the Magna Carta.
By Janine Pineo on Oct. 30, 2009, at 8:09 p.m.
They are small and somewhat pathetic, with not even enough to fill 2 tablespoons. But I rejoiced anyway. The lingonberries have fruit this year.