There are those times when the garden has a good day. Good all over. The late day sun slanting across the lawn, and the hydrangeas going pink-just good. I poked my camera lens through the gate for this picture. One of my favorite parts of my garden-I see nothing of the neighbors, and very little of the street. The hydrangeas spilling over the lawn makes it all the more like a garden hideaway.
The fountain garden is back to being its serene self-post new drainage work, giant fountain repairs, all new herniaria-and a new bench. I cannot tell this part of my garden was under siege until mid July. Buck is testing the waters already about shutting the fountain down for the winter-I am waving him off.
A client that needed a 9 foot long scroll steel bench right away for an event got mine. Though I wasn’t so happy at the prospect of being without a bench until a new one could be made, no doubt I had a chance to tinker with the design. I had the new bench made four inches taller than the original. This is much more comfortable for me, and considerably easier to get in and out of. I had originally planted herniaria under the bench; it was not happy with the shade. A new planting of European ginger seems to be working out fine. This is a better place now.
This bed of beech ferns once had Helleborus Angustifolius as a companion. Try as I might, they suffered terribly in the winter. As this species blooms on old stalks, even the bloom period was unsightly. After 5 years I gave them up for European ginger. The planting is lush and thick. I am so glad those gawky hellebores are gone.
The rose garden is a destination in the evening; a pair of chairs and small table make it a perfect spot to sit and rehash the day. The grass got cut yesterday; the corgis appreciate this. When the grass gets long, they look like they are swimming through it, rather than running over it. I still have intermittent roses; the boltonia and Japanese anemone are in full bloom.
Japanese anemone is one of my favorite perennials; I like single flowers. I especially like late blooming single flowers. I also like that I do next to nothing to it except look at it. It thrives in this garden for going on ten years now.
I am not sure why this sunken garden has a feeling unique to my garden. It might be the quietest spot in the yard. I am only one block from a 5 lane street. The fountain and the sunken garden minimize that urban noise.
The mum-ball is turning pink-can you hear me sigh? It actually does not look all that bad with the purple kale. The bloom period is actually not that long here-I already have plans to trim it back to a green ball once the flowers fade.