There is so much about having a garden I had failed to appreciate. If you can call it a garden, for it is mostly a paved space with a small border and pots. It is an urban garden. A would be ‘hipster’ garden, less Country Living and lambs-wool cardigans, borders full of Begonias. Our garden/yard likes enamel-ware, The Guardian and an old sink (or that might be me).
I thought that we could simply find plants we liked and plant them. We picked plants, purchased and then planted and they failed to thrived. There is much to learn, such as; how quickly things change. Flowers appear and I relish their loveliness, they seem to last and last and suddenly they’ve faded. I am slightly disappointed in how little I’ve captured on camera, but this is only the first year. I am learning.
Hauled back from a salvage yard, an old sink serves as a pond, it has water snails and tiny fish, we occasionally glimpse. We’ve had to adapt it, add a liner, to keep the water clear. Water attracts insects and birds, we have bees and butterflies.
Tomatoes are flourishing and I have a smug sense of achievement “I grew those from a seeds”. Send by, a seed swap organised by . Growing things from seeds is another learning curve. It didn’t all work out. Growing things seems to be about finding the right space, not everything will be happy, won’t like the aspect, might only be temporary. Most are thriving, I don’t dwell on those that didn’t, we learnt, we will try again.
White lavender, which I didn’t even know was a thing (I thought all lavender was shades of purple) has bloomed and the bees love it. It is fading now.
From the weeds that came with the garden, we inherited one small plant and it has grown and grown and bloomed; purple toadflax, it sits in the corner of the garden observing all the changes to the garden, which has changed from a paved yard to a greener space, that will only get greener.
New additions include a bench, from a local wood turners, a hunk of wood. It now sits outside the kitchen door, it has plenty of room for the three of us or just me and a cup of tea.
The only thing that exists from the yard in the north is a terracotta elephant head, which came back from Nepal in my ruck-sack, it watches from the wall. In few short months the garden has evolved, it’s been a learning curve and it’s been a joy. Planted in the spring, the Jasmine has a few tiny flowers, it slowly climbs the wall and next summer I am expecting good things.
Fulfilling a life time ambition and linking up with.