|The great divide - linking two unique spaces|
|One of my favorite corners|
However, creating your garden is a personal adventure. Some will claim that gardening is about creating a sanctuary to escape from society, others might go as far as to display their control over nature. Although I would agree it was my escape, my garden was a living laboratory, a place where I could experiment and push the envelope with the new and unusual. Because of this, at the start of every growing season I came to the realization that pushing the envelope equaled dead plants. This years winter was particularly cruel.
Brown lifeless sticks stood where years before unusual plants once grew. My cherished Eucalyptus neglecta came through the winter stone cold dead, where in any other winter it would only show burn around the edges of its evergreen foliage. My experiments in zone denial had proven that mother nature was really in control as she threw a curveball at my garden.
|A circular area where the garden embraced you.|
|There's always hope!|
Gardeners are never done creating gardens. Even for myself, knowing that I would be selling the property I still wanted to change the design and add more plants. We had sold our children's playset under the advice of our realtor and it opened up a wonderful opportunity to plant up a corner of the garden. I couldn't resist moving a Heptacodium miconiodes, or Seven Son Flower tree that I planted last year into this newly found space. Once in, it anchored some of the other planting I had done perfectly like a hand inside a glove. I had to be restrained not to run out and buy a car load of other plants to add to this new section.
|The view from the deck - minus a Ecalyptus!|
I still had spots around the garden, that even after years of playing with still didn't work in my minds eye. I was always frustrated with one border that would bake dry as concrete during the summer but be constantly flooded over the winter. I had wanted to go with a more zeroscaped approach to reduce the need of water during the summer month and planted many plants that would favor this. However, the winter wet always reduced the plants to rotten piles of mush. Even butterfly bushes, the most robust weed ever released on our gardens would be no match to these conditions. Some plants would show there disdain by uprooting and appearing somewhere else around the garden. Case in point is the Blackberry lily, Belamcanda, that I've previously written about. It would seed itself to more favorable conditions and prosper. Should you try and return it to its intended spot it would flop down in disgust.
|The hopeless wet border|
|My cast out section, on the other side of the fence became an oasis of calm|