This past winter was difficult for me. The cold seeped deeper this year. Or perhaps it just seemed that way because I had to go out into it more often. I adopted a second Standard Poodle that I wasn’t prepared for. She needed a place to live and I needed to give that to her. But, my yard wasn’t fenced in so I couldn’t just send the dogs out the door and stay in my warm house. I had to go out into the cold, too. The fence still isn’t finished because not enough materials were ordered. I’m dealing with some stylish panels of decorative aluminum fencing and less stylish propped-up chain link. At least the dogs can run through the garden and not the neighborhood.
And the middle of the month is upon us. The garden is winding down but I’m celebrating my new brick pathways. I’m gradually replacing the rocks that used to line the crushed limestone paths, but were used in some of the stone mosaics in the pathways.
The marigolds are the true champions of October. Though the ones in front of the boxwood hedge did poorly this year, the marigolds I planted near the back door and in front of the Secret Garden are lush. And, the Honorine Jobert anemones are still blooming. The nameless pink anemones are done and I’ll be cutting them back soon.
The fruit from the kousa dogwood is ripe and falling onto my new brick paths. The flies and bees are thick around the smashed fruit. I’m surprised I don’t see more birds and squirrels in the tree. The fruit is sweet and edible and I keep thinking I should try making a jam out of it. I wonder why more people don’t harvest and eat the fruit.
Do scroll down to earlier posts to see more pictures of the pathways. And please click on the video I made using stills of the garden.
I stumbled on this picture when I was searching through images on an old computer. It’s a wonder the thing will still boot up! I think I took it during the second summer I lived here at 337. I’d just planned out most of what I call The Lower Garden, the section of the back yard that is closest to the house. I had cleared the “brush” from the “Upper Garden,” and didn’t know yet what I was going to do with it. I was wishing for brick pathways but knew I couldn’t afford that. Good friend and voice teacher Dale came to the rescue and suggested crushed limestone paths and added the magic words “I’ll help you.” But this is what that space looked like before the paths went in. I see a couple of lime stones that at one time formed a patio. I pried those up and used them to line the beds in the Lower Garden, but this picture shows that I still had a couple of stones to place. Actually, from time to time I discover another flat limestone piece when I’m digging deep. That “upper garden” become the Secret Garden, by the way.
I took this photo from the balcony this morning. It indicates that I forgot to put the perennial spade in the garage last night, and I left a container out, too. Sigh. But it also shows the lines of the lower garden and the Secret Garden. I can barely see the new rose I bought Saturday–a floribunda named Rhapsody in Blue. I transplanted two of the carpet roses to the border across the way and put Rhapsody in where they were.
I also dug up the pygmy barberries for perhaps the fourth time. They were in the “false garden.” But I stumbled on lamiastrum galeobdolon (false lamium, Herman’s Pride) at a garden center on Saturday. So I took the barberry out and will put the lamiastrum there. I’m really struggling with the false garden. I don’t know whether I need to abandon the idea or tough it out. The false indigo isn’t as big as I thought I would be. And I can’t tell whether the false lupine survived. I think it didn’t, but there is one plant I can’t identify. I’m hoping I wrote it down in the garden book, but…
I also bought two peonies and put those in last night. One is white. The other is red. The white one went over near the Rose of Sharon. The red one went near the entrance to the Secret Garden. There was a space there that needed filling. I also planted a Striptease hosta that for some reason never got planted last fall. It survived in its pot all winter, so I gave it a better home in the Secret Garden with some other hostas.
I dug the holes for the next four arborvitae last night. I wonder if I can wrestle them into place by myself. A friend helped with the first four. Stay tuned. We’ll have to see what I get accomplished today. I’m going to get some red petunias for the front yard and perhaps some other annuals to put in containers.