Spent a good share of yesterday out working in the garden. Why do I even use the word ‘work’? If it were work I wouldn’t do it. It’s fun. It’s delightful. It’s loverly. Even killing slugs is better than not being out in the garden killing slugs…
So here’s a tour of my garden (minus the slugs):
Above is a view from my back door, including my dog Jacks. (She’s trying to look nonchalant, as if she isn’t thinking about eating earthworms and black beetles.) The white arches are brand-new, and yet to be filled with climbers.
Camera slightly rotated. The square white arch leads into our “circle garden”, which a little later in the season will be overwhelmed with purple clematis and apricot-colored roses.
The barrel is where my cat, Poo, sleeps on hot afternoons. The old ladder doubles as a trellis. I think I’ll grow beans up it this year. To the left, is my white bleeding heart, and just behind it, my pink bleeding heart (see below pic).
One of my many garden paths. The wire fence to the left is where we eventually will house our chickens.
Above is the “rose garden”. It’s packed with roses, foxglove, and peonies a little later. Right now the violas are in bloom underneath the bench!
The “circle garden”, looking from the back of our yard toward our house. It’s not fully planted in yet.
Above is the “herb garden” in front, and further back, under the little honeysuckle tree, is the “woodland garden”. The window you see on the right, is actually my studio window. While I costume or sculpt dolls, I can watch the hummingbirds and squirrels. The herb garden is looking a little sorry this time of year, since I just cut all the old growth down.
One of my woodland flowers, the white anemone. Love these guys! They spread every year and the slugs don’t touch them.
The pathway under my studio window, wild strawberries to the left, potting bench straight ahead. Lots of bare dirt this time of year. That’s an excuse to go to the Nursery tomorrow!