Honey Heather Hill

By Eddie Janisch

This garden first started taking shape a lifetime ago when I watched my father planting what he called "Heather Hills", for my Scottish mother. My childish eyes saw her delight as well as the attention the bees, butterflies and hummingbirds paid to those blooms. I guess it was just a matter of time before I had to plant my own.

A chance meeting of Kristina Lefever, fifty plus years later, led to a visit at The Pollinator Project Rogue Valley and her kind offer of a piece of real estate and her full support of any project I had in mind. An alleyway neighbor's donated rocks, a pick and a shovel, a day off work and dirt under my fingernails at day's end -- I was well on my way to Heaven and enjoying the journey.

Then came the Almeda Drive Fire and all that changed in one destructive day. Burned out of house and home in a he