I love to create interesting vignettes in my garden. Sometimes they work and sometimes they don’t. The above is one of my favorites (not mine unfortunately), and I’m searching junk shops for old galvanized pots. I’m especially interested in one on an stand which I assume were created for pioneer homemakers as a wash-day convenience. Boy has convenience come a long way, Baby.
An example of what worked is my project to create the “Path to nowhere.” It’s an example of how garbage can be recycled. A nearby apartment complex was tearing down the second floor walkway and stacking the stones by the dumpster.
I saved the the sanitation workers a lot of trouble when I backed my truck into the parking lot and loaded up the stones which were smooth and lightweight – unlike the thick concrete from sidewalks and parking lots I’ve hauled home before! Brenda rushed over and picked up what I left.
The one pictured is a pass-along mystery bush Brenda gave me last spring. I was too lazy to plant it in the ground and apparently it likes its pickle bucket home just fine – it’s rewarding me with beautiful pink blooms – almost like hydrangas.
Then there’s the stack of pots William gave me for Mother’s Day. Love it, and it looks interesting with NOTHING growing in it. There’s a wonderful window box blooming in front – a gift from Norma – which she had already planted with geraniums. Now, that’s a true friend.
Norma, Judy, Marie and I are going to an estate sale on Saturday. I’ll be looking for the old garden stuff. There’s no room in the inn for anything else inside.