Bye Bye Old Garden, Hello New
They say moving home is one of the most stressful events in your lifetime. I don’t see it! Now I must admit I am a pretty relaxed guy on the whole and it takes quite a bit to stress me. I couldn’t wait to move in to our new country cottage and get away from the hustle and bustle of urban life. When the day finally came to get the keys to our new utopia everything went as smoothly as I had hoped.
Now as much as I was looking forward to moving to our new home there was one draw back. The garden. I had spent years pruning ,shaping and landscaping the old garden and it was finally how I wanted it. Mature hedges, hardy perennials, fully grown clematis hanging through dappled pergolas, all the usual stuff that makes a garden.
I decided I would take my pot plants, after all I had nurtured fruit trees, blueberry bushes and lots of very pretty summer patio plants. So it was given that they would come with us. But we did decide to leave the garden furniture behind. Some how it felt wrong to remove it as to me it was an integral part of the landscape. Besides the new home has two decent size gardens that are at present blank canvases. A flat lawn to the rear and unsightly gravel to the large front garden. So as this garden progresses and develops over the years I’m going to want to put new furniture in to suite the surroundings.
Helen my other half, thinks as we have a complete blank canvas maybe we should hire a professional garden designer to create something wonderful. I’m a little loathed to do this, as a lot of gardening to me is the enjoyment of slowly creating your own masterpiece. I do kind of agree as I put my hands up to not being the most creative with my designs. I also think we would have the garden of our dreams a lot quicker this way as I would have a definite plan to work to. We will have to wait and see who wins on that one.
So spring is once again almost upon us, gardens are coming alive with colour and wildlife, when I look out of my pretty cottage window all I see is drab grey gravel!. but that’s not what I really see. What I see is potential. Potential to have an even better garden than the last house, potential to have an award winning garden that hopefully I can enjoy for many years to come. After all who want’s to keep upping sticks and moving house all the time? Not me, it’s way to stressful!!