I tour around in my gardens regularly because if I don’t, I miss something. For all that was lacking in some other areas here when I arrived–neglected pastures, inadequate shelters and fencing, non-existent vegetable gardens, few fruit trees–the flower gardens lack nothing. Since I have the least focus for flower gardening, I’m grateful for them. I love and enjoy flowers. I’m just more intent on the practical. Luckily, someone before me was quite intent on flowers and did the work for me.
There is always something blooming here. Always. The gardens around the house and studio were clearly developed with a systematic plan wherein one thing blooms then the next. And the next. The progression from late winter onward has been amazing to observe. My knowledgeable neighbor Jim stopped by the other evening with his wife and we talked about the flower gardens and the previous owners. One of the previous owners, Israel, was the flower gardener amongst them. Another of the previous owners, Jack, tended the lawn. It was Jack’s sister Bobby (the psychic) who lived in the studio. Israel planted many of the roses and bulbs that are in the gardens now. (Israel was completely adorable, by the way. He was Puerto Rican. His accent charmed me instantly the first day I looked at the farm.) He was a member of one of the county garden clubs. (I’m sure he charmed them, too.) He was, as Jim related, quite eager to show off his gardens to the garden club after he’d worked on them the first year they were here. The garden club was all set to come out for a tour. The previous fall, Jim had talked to him a little about hunting. Israel had told him he was opposed to shooting any wildlife, of any kind, for any reason. Just before the garden club was scheduled to visit, deer ate down all his flowers.
The previous owners never did take up hunting, but Jim said their attitude definitely changed about deer season.
I’m not a member of a garden club (though I will be, as of today, a full-fledged master gardener), but with Casper (and Chloe, at the moment, since I’ve removed her from bothering the baby goats and their mamas) standing guard to keep deer away, here is my mid-spring tour of Israel’s lovely garden.
(I’m sure Israel tended it better, and according to Jim, Jack kept the yard mowed properly, too. I’m not doing too well in the mowing department.)
Since I took a lot of pictures, I set them up in a slideshow. Note that my “sticks” aren’t sticks anymore! I have TREES with leaves and everything, even the sugar maples, and I was worried about them the most. I made notes on the photos. If you know what anything is that I noted is a mystery, let me know.
You can hit Play to activate the slideshow, or hit Next to view at your own pace. If viewing in the slideshow, you can also hit Pause to stop the slideshow if you want to look at a particular photo longer.