Is it really only that long?
I suspect like many gardeners I'm better at writing a To Do list than celebrating the Ta Da moments. I'm so busy worrying about the deer munching on the end of an elderberry branch (and yes they do eat elderberries), that I forget to look around and take in the big picture. Fact is we've come a long way.
The real beginning was three years ago; October 30th 2009 to be exact, when we moved to this modest one storey house sitting on 5 flat acres. I could write a book on the various adventures we've had as we've renovated the house. Dead mice in the walls, frogs croaking under the house, termite eaten woodwork and a vole who suddenly appeared in the bathroom with me, arriving by way of the heating vent in the floor. Eek!
But this is a garden blog. You've heard me say before that the best feature in the landscape was a huge dead tree. That's because the house was being swallowed by Bishop's weed, as was the front garden . There was a nice long border to one side of the property but it was only 3' deep before dissolving into cottonwoods, reed canary grass and an interesting blend of beer cans and chunks of concrete.
Besides that the land was a seasonally mosquito ridden swamp. I even tried spraying most of the 5 acres with garlic the first summer …, let’s just say that wasn't my most shining moment. Still plenty of mosquitoes, no witches and my son threatening to leave home since I'd thoughtfully sprayed around his window. Oops
So how and where was I going to create my dream gardens?
Around the dead tree. Except that the land around it was a less than attractive tapestry of blackberries and weeds. It was also a swamp from November through the end of June.
I've told part of this story before. You can read how we addressed the drainage, moved the cabin and built the arbor by following the links. 12 months ago we had just unloaded 100 yards of topsoil and planted our first tree.
Here it is today.
Paths are laid, a bench installed, boulders moved (with great difficulty) from behind the barn, and layers of wonderful color.
Some things thriving, others not so much as we discovered a few spots around the perimeter became catchment areas for winter rains.
And there's still a lot of bare soil – not the Karen style! However we have included plenty of four season interest and used drought tolerant, (relatively) deer resistant plants.
I've also had great fun playing with color combinations.
12 months ago this was barren. Every single tree, shrub, perennial and bulb had been removed. Those which were riddled with Bishop’s weed were disposed of. Others were washed to bare roots then quarantined in a corner of the vegetable garden until I was sure they were clean. We had installed a new path and patio at this point but sat sipping our wine surrounded by….nothing.
Now it's a tranquil space. Soothing shades of blue, white and silver predominate. The air is fragrant with daphne, lavender and thyme. Sounds of bees mingle with those of hummingbirds and small birds splashing in the fountain.
The dancing white flowers of 'whirling butterflies' (Gaura sp.) sway gently in the slightest breeze forming fleeting partnerships with silver wormwood (Artemesia) and periwinkle blue 'Rozanne' geranium.
Not that it's perfect. Some lavender plants died. Voles ate some plants and cut worms others.
Then there are the sedums which have either been eaten by very tall rabbits or our deer – large hoof prints would suggest the latter.
Still despite those little hiccups and a few remaining bare patches we are finally proud to share the progress with friends. It looks like a well-loved home nestled into a thoughtfully designed landscape. There’s more to do but that’s OK. For now we can at least say…Ta Da!