My gardening sprint continues. I spent a good chunk of this morning staring at my front yard, trying to figure out how to make it look less bland. For reference, here’s what it looked like three months ago.
I’ve decided to put a low shrub border along the sidewalk, then build several sweeping stone walls to create curved borders going up both sides of the walkway. Then fill those borders with whatever plants make sense.
But before I do that, I need to fill in some of those astilbe (the plants on either side of the walkway; hard to see in the picture). So I bought seven more of them today, plus more shrubs to fill in under the window.
As I mentioned in an earlier post, I don’t get the heady rush from digging in the soil that’s reported by so many gardeners. I don’t like to run my fingers through good soil. I’m interested in the
Of course, few people do enjoy all the manual labor. And perhaps that’s part of the package. People are impressed by beautiful gardens not just because of the aesthetic design, but also by the assumed work that went in to creating and maintaining it. One does get credit for the mulching and the digging.
Which is true of most of life, really.