Lately, I’ve been looking at photographs I took of the garden throughout the summer of 2012. As plants become established and the garden matures, it’s a good time to revisit my original vision for the garden’s design.
One area in particular had been bothering me because, though I envisioned varied hues of green with a mix of textures, heights and complementary styles, it just seemed to be maturing too slowly. I was having a difficult time seeing how things would eventually blend and the individual plants would look like they belonged together, fit the footprint of that bed and blended enough to provide a soothing, interesting and unique landscape.
In keeping with the desire to use principles of good design and adhere, within reason, to the vision and plan first drawn over 3 years ago, I nurture my garden beds and, occasionally, add a few new plants for color, balance, replacement and interest. I don’t want to undo the garden’s loose, welcoming and informal feel and have been careful about the additions, working with the “bones” of the yard and balancing my desire to piece plantings together with the same quirky, fun, colorful and textured characteristics I love so much in a crazy quilt. It’s definitely a balancing act for me. But the hardest part has been waiting. Waiting for plants to become established and waiting to see if the maturing plant fits with the gardens feel and/or does well in its location.
Good things come to those who wait and this week, as I begin to explore the “Green Bed” after days of soaking rain and warming temperatures, I really like what I see. Better than that, I like how I feel. The Green Bed I wasn’t so sure about is bringing me something so wonderful this summer it’s hard to describe.
When I look at the bed following the dry stream, I see peace and I feel calm. There are at least 20 different shades of green and I love each and every one of them. The lighter green of creeping moss and low growing succulents is soothing and graceful. Several plants travel along the rocks, dipping into the blue-gray pebbles of the dry stream bed.
The blue fescue is an eye-catching shade of green and the new bulb shaped solar lights blend with the multi hued plants, adding patterns and interest. The plants in bloom are set against a sea of greens, highlighting the colorful blooms of salvia, peonies, scotch broom and nepeta.
Cone flowers, scabiosa, the butterfly bush and daisies will soon rise above the lush green “floor” and I will continue to cut blossoms to bring inside for bouquets. I’ve already been able to put together some bouquets with the blooms from the Green Bed, perennials and some container gardens I put together with annuals.
The Green Bed, currently dotted with yellow, purple and white flowers (which will bloom on and off for the coming 5 months) and anchored by the vivid, magnificent Scotch Broom, is starting to come into its own – it’s maturing, getting stronger and exudes serene confidence. I’m able to see all the shades of green and appreciate the serenity.
My Scotch Broom is a stunning focal point. It’s the paperless calendar telling me it’s my brother and sister in law’s wedding anniversary (Daniel and Alison). Hard to believe this bush began as a puny stalk casually stuck in the ground before we left for their wedding in Ayr, Scotland (May, 1996).
The Scotch Broom’s growth is a suitable way to honor Daniel and Alison’s flourishing marriage and growing family. When I look out the window or walk through the Green Bed, I can’t help but think about how much my garden is teaching me.