The move has necessitated that we start all
over again with a garden.
Keith, unfortunately, is never going to be well enough to
build the kind of beds/arbor/infrastructure that he was
able to build at the "farm" when he felt better.
We are hoping that next year, we can find someone to build a
bed along the front of the house on the east side... and across where
the fence starts. There is a VERY steep bank there that I cannot take the mower down... it must be hand-mowed or weed-eaten... and we would like to eliminate this problem.
We're going to work with what we have. This side of the yard is VERY wet as you see. We're going to put a bog garden here. I hope the birds will come... and the frogs.
The electric box in the yard, the white thing... is going to be removed and an outlet put on the wall behind where I'm standing. We won't be having an RV.
It's a start!
We'll rearrange the patio.. the table and grill this week.
My Park's Whopper is lookin' good! Keith did not realize I had planted a tomato, and was very surprised!
Keith went out to the old place today to pick up the debris from the storm the day before yesterday before Troy has to cut grass again. He also took a few minutes to dig this out of the south bed.
What is it?
It WAS one of my buddleias!
He is also working at pruning... cutting down, really, the twisty tree at the base of the back deck here.
I had the privilege of visiting a wonderful garden this morning after church.
Friend Jill and her husband Calep have turned their suburban back yard into a wild paradise.
It is so peaceful and serene.
Jill even has a heron visiting her yard!
There is a fish pond!
You can't see the water chain in the arbor with the yellow chair, but it's very beautiful and calming.
She's going to kill me... but here she is in her habitat! This was originally a plain suburban yard with all grass that her kids cut all through high school.
The dogs love it... and the birds... I can't tell you how many there were, and all
I don't know that we will ever have a big garden again, but it doesn't mean I can't still be inspired!
Thank you, Jill.
I cut grass tonight, because everyone else was. Guess what? It's TOO WET still.
I stopped... It can wait until after tomorrow's storms and when the ground has dried a little.
I'm also learning that everything doesn't have to happen RIGHT NOW.
See, you CAN teach an old dog new tricks!