OK. It's time I fessed up. My garden is not perfect. My friends know this, people who visit here know this, and now, you will know this. The truth is, most of the images on this blog happen in a small part of our garden - in fact, in about 20% of it, near the greenhouse, in a fenced in area on one side of the house - it's about the only part of the garden I can focus on given my job, and time. The rest of our 2.5 acres is, well....unkempt. Messy. Even worthy of, well being shut down by the city for pure nastyness. There are times in the summer when we can only get to cut the lawn, if you can call it that, about once a month. Weeds thrive. Garden design is out of control, since many of the trees are over 100 years old ( all planted by either my parents or my grandparents), and sadly, many now need to be removed - a task that is just too massive and costly so we try to remove one every other year.
Here are some of the photos of areas that we have been able to begin restoring, bit-by-bit, and then, some of the problem areas which I still need to confront. Then, some of the new problems that have arrived - puppy problems. We are discovering that four Irish Terriers can destroy a garden overnight. Yesterday, they ate 3 large Crambe cordifolia plants right to the ground, today, they ran races around the greenhouse, and tore out more than 25 large Gladiator alliums, and destroyed the alpine garden. This week, they have eaten saxifrages in the troughs, bitten off most of the Pulsatilla blossoms, and broken most of the tulips. Lawn? there is no longer any lawn.
Some dog crazyness - and I mean crazyness. we've had to add turkey wire fences, and now, we need to install a chain link fence - 200 feet of it! I am freaking out, but I am afraid there is no turning back. I fear I have lost this nicer side of the garden, where I keep the Hellebores and most of my ephemerals. I will just have to relocate them, and I think the dogs will keep most plants broken or dug up.
|The dogs, raising Hell. All I need now is a house trailer. Ugh. Good thing that pot is plastic, as they broke a large terra rosa pot this week that had a beautiful rosemary in it.|
|They chase each other around, jumping over hedges looking like liquid -1,2,3,4 as if they were running in a steeple chase, and they were the horses.|
|Weasley leaping onto the alpine wall, where there are many rare and unusual bulbs planted.|
|If you remember a post last October, I planted a few hundred blue small bulbs under these Hornbeams. They are blooming, but they won't look awesome until next year, when they begin to spread more.|