I still remember the first time I brought home a bundle of bare willow branches in the middle of winter. My vase was empty, my apartment felt flat, and I had no idea what I was doing. I just stuck…
The first time I came across Yalla Choy, I was wandering through a small Asian market tucked between a hardware store and a bakery. There it was a bundle of bright, glossy greens with soft yellow-green leaves that looked almost…
I still remember the moment I first noticed a gorgeous sweep of dark green, ribbon-like leaves lining a neighbor’s front path. The plants were evergreen even in February, dotted with tiny purple flower spikes, and yet the owner told me…