We tore down the dilapidated shed behind the garage and discovered a huge hole in the fence separating us from our neighbor as well as a larger than believed area perfect for a very private patio. We started by disposing of the enormous pile of waste the old shed created. Continue reading “firewood shelter project”
After having left this space blank for over a year I am jumping on the way-back wagon. These pictures were mostly taken in late May this year. We had a very wet spring with some roses suffering from powdery mildew for the first time. I am looking at you Crocus rose, Gertrude Jekyll and Iceberg. All the others did not seem to mind.
Whenever we are visiting my family in the Berry (France center region), my husband and I love to take the time to drive to Sancerre, a town known for it’s singular beauty and its wines. We love both equally of course! On the way we noticed these crop circles. The landscape of rolling hills made them easy to spot and admire.
After falling off the blogging wagon it seems impossible to get back on but I have worked so hard the last two years on transforming our garden into a more cohesive and drought tolerant space that it seems a shame not to document it at all. I will start with small steps including pictures of some well known French gardens I was lucky to visit this summer.
Last night, in our side garden I noticed a forgotten penstemon nearly swallowed alive by the ever-expanding lamb’s ear. This part of the bed gets limited sun and absolutely no additional water, just rain fall. This plant is impressively xeric. I will not to hesitate to repurchase given the chance. This one was found at Smith Marketplace for only $2.99. I wonder how long a well established penstemon flowers, mine are so young their blooms seem very fleeting. Continue reading “penstemon heterophyllus electric blue”
In Utah roses that are elsewhere more or less everblooming really only have a spectacular show of blooms in the spring before the temperatures climb into the 90’s. By the summer the blooms are rare and if we are lucky fall sees another flush, rarely as spectacular as spring’s. This seems to be true of English or Hybrid Tea roses but less so of shrub roses. The Iceberg rose, often mocked for being too ubiquitous is splendid in our climate. Continue reading “white”
Jumping on the bandwagon of a mid-month bloom-day post, it’s an excellent train. Still it’s quite late and I am exhausted so I sheepishly took screen shots of my flickr feed (hehe). Above you can see an Iceberg rose, coreopsis, echium red feathers (most excited about this new addition), Arizona Sun lotus, kangaroo paws and two lewisias.
It’s hard to choose a picture to lead with when writing a blog post on ones garden being severely devastated by spring hail. The shredded leaves broken blooms and fallen branches are everywhere you turn. I cried earnestly twice but mostly for most of all for the hostas, all of them ruined. Here is a short tour through the sad mess left behind. Continue reading “the unthinkable”
If there is one think I dislike about my garden, one thing I have to live with no matter what it is the white vinyl fence erected between our lots by my neighbors. I have a large garden for this part of the city and as such an insurmountably large wall of white blinding plastic to look at. This obstacle/limitation has become a mental tool I use to try and make peace with circumstances or facts I dislike but cannot improve. I am designing my garden not to desperately hide the fence but as if it did not exist. I hope someday my eyes will no longer be blinded by its harsh plastic-ness and will simply forget it is here. I have been in this garden eight years and it has yet to happen! Continue reading “the climbers and the vinyl philosophy”