Does your property have a garden?
If so, do you prefer a lawn or paving slabs, hedges or walls?
If not, do you wish it had one?
I have mowed so many lawns, so many times – when I finally ended up owning one of my own, I was willing to just pave it over and paint it green. However…. it’s a little tough on the grandkids and, She Who Must Be Obeyed has always been a gardener. She has always been pleased with all the pretty plants and flowers – after I work my ass off to prepare for them.
When we moved in, 20+ years ago, there were small gardens on either side of the back deck. They had been ignored by the previous owners for three years. It took us two years to strip out all the weeds and dead plants. I dug, and turned over, and mixed with compost and fertilizer – and she planted flowers.
She wanted a shade-garden beneath the rear-facing living-room window. I built a concrete-slab retaining wall, added several bags of topsoil, turned it…. You’ve heard this song before! 🙄 She planted flowers. Recently she I planted a Japanese maple there.
It’s a tree, dear. It will grow, and block the window.
Oh, it’ll stay small.
It’s not a bonsai, dear. It has grown to block the window.
Beyond the front walk, beside the end of the garage, I prepared another garden. (All together now – I dug, I turned….) She planted flowers and a twig that turned into a magnolia bush, which has flourished and sun-starved the grass beneath it, as well as all the flowers.
We have eight-foot wooden fences between us and our neighbors. I dug in a garden beside the front walk. I dug in a narrow garden beside the house. I stripped sod, dug down two feet to remove heavy clay, added topsoil, etc. etc. etc. for 200 square feet beside one fence. I laid waterproof wooden beams for a 4’ X 16’ garden beside the other fence – Second verse – I dug, turned, composted….
When I was a youth delivering newspapers, I visited properties which were overgrown like a Jurassic Park set. This was because the owners got too old, too weak, too tired, to maintain their land. Forty years ago – thirty years ago – even twenty years ago, we both had the strength and stamina to do all this manual labor. Now our place is beginning to look wild.
People – passers-by – deliver drivers, can’t see our house from the street. Soon, we will not be able to see our back yard. That may be a blessing. All these gardens are abandoned now. All that digging, and turning, and top-soiling, and composting, and fertilizing, has produced the most fertile homes for weeds.
Where Echinacea and bee-balm once flourished, we now have four-foot tall goldenrod. Where tulips and Hosta daisies once blessed us with their bright colors, now stand six-foot tall Scottish thistles. Last year I grew a Guinness Record, nine-foot tall dandelion. It used a monkey-plant on the wooden fence for support, and topped the wall.
They were pretty and rewarding when we could take care of them. Now, the resale price of our home diminishes by the day. 😦