a peek into the “Garden of the Black Walnut”
My husband and I moved into our house in Burke, VA (Zone 7a) early in 2003 and immediately got to work on “letting the yard go” for about, oh, 4 years or so. I’m sure the neighborhood was horrified by our neglect, as I know you will be when you see the “before” pictures.
2007 was a pivotal year — the year I became a gardener! — and I’m glad I documented the yard that year so that, when I’m feeling horticulturally disillusioned, I can remind myself of the progress I’ve made. We’ve had a couple of large trees removed, and quite a bit of old decking replaced, but otherwise I have done every lick of work in the yard by myself, with manual tools!
Anyway, below you will see scary pictures of the yard back in 2007, the book that inspired a particular planting, and then that same area today. In landscape design school we were taught to come up with an overall “concept” for a garden to help unify it and guide design choices, but you will see that no such unifying element exists in my yard (unless the concept is ”Caprice” or “Lack of Control”). Each time I read a different garden book or visit a new garden, I am inspired to go in a completely different direction in my own garden. Behold:
The above bed has been the stage for my most concentrated efforts. My Big Ideas. In 2009, fueled by Piet Oudolf’s Designing With Plants and a terrible case of hort- hubris, I attempted a mini-meadow in this location, with grasses and salvias and coreopsis. Epic fail! Too small an area and just not enough sun…the poor plants leaned and contorted themselves to get the rays they craved, and the stems wound up nearly parallel to the ground.
So last year, I made peace with my lack of full sun and switched to plants that enjoy part-shade, like sarcococca, fothergilla, deutzia, heuchera, digitalis:
Much better! I’m SUPER enthused about the Carex pensylvanica, which is spilling cooperatively over my ugly retaining wall. I love its fine texture. I want to comb it and braid it.
Same bed looking the other way:
The next collage shows my backyard as you enter it from the gate. I love Tracy DiSabato-Aust’s new Well-Designed Mixed Garden, and I would say that the “Mixed Garden” idea is definitely the principle I follow in most of my backyard.
Plants here include the always useful Boxwood in a Pot (‘Winter Gem’), Sedum ‘Autumn Joy’, maidengrass, peony, toad lily, Astilbe ‘Delft Lace’, Geranium ‘Rozanne’ and ‘Biokovo’, Ilex verticillata ‘Winter Red’, Thuja ‘Yellow Ribbon’. I’m attempting some creeping thymes and sedums around those stepping stones. And I just planted a new rose (the climber ‘Golden Showers’) behind that Yellow Ribbon Arb.
Next stop, the Poolside Strip. Don’t look at the 2007 pic for too long or you may blow out your corneas. When I re-did this bed a few years ago, I decided to go for a tidy, more minimal look inspired by the courtyard gardens of Kyoto. So I planted five ‘Macrantha’ azaleas down next to the pool, and I try to keep them pruned in neat low lozenges. I kept a patch of yellow daylilies as well, and sometimes I stick low-key annuals in there, too.
The little purply bletillas with the strappy leaves in the foreground aren’t really supposed to be there. Those were an impulse buy and I’m still figuring out where to move them.
Next is my side yard, which faces southeast and is extremely dry. It’s not stellar looking, but I am very happy with the performance of the plants I’ve got in there and how they’ve thrived in terrible soil.
The low shrubs to the left are Rhus aromatica ‘Gro-Lo’. The purple shrub in the corner is Physocarpus opulifolius ‘Summer Wine’. The pic really doesn’t do that shrub justice. I’ve all but ignored it since planting it two years ago and it blooms heavily and stays robust in very dry part shade. The Sedum ‘Angelina’ groundcover has been a fantastic spreader, though I’m not in love with the neon yellow color. The dark green shrub is Euonymus ‘Greenspire’ which I have moved about three times and it hasn’t missed a beat, loves it everywhere. Also in this area are all the flunk-outs from the ex-Piet Oudolf Garden, since there is more sun here.
I’m still working on how to run a path through here…the wooden rounds were cut from the Ash tree in the 2010 pic (which fell over in a storm that same year) and I’d hoped they would look quaint but instead they look kinda ‘woodland ghetto’.
Next, my attempt at vegetables. The only full sun I get is on my deck, so I have to grow vegetables in containers. The veg growing is definitely not my strong suit, but last year I read The Bountiful Container and I got all jazzed about growing food in pots. Probably more helpful was the fact that I invested in two Earthboxes this year. They’ve helped me grow veggies with very little effort. They can be pricey, so next year I might try to build my own from these instructions.
And here’s my other sideyard, also still Under Development:
Once I pruned away the protruding branches of my neighbor’s Chinese Arborvitae and then installed flimsy reed fencing, I found that this area actually gets a decent amount of sunlight. So I dug out some peonies from the front yard that were too shaded and planted them here. (The white blob on the ground is fallen peony petals, which the Japanese would find very moving.) Also, I planted my very first rose here, a hybrid rugosa (whatever that means) named ‘Therese Bugnet’. I’m not sure what else I want to plant here, but I like the idea of planting some of the same things my grandfather grew – showy summer bloomers. My eventual goal is for the visitor to have an “enchanting” experience while ambling down this walkway toward my budget-savvy stockade fence (concept: “Go away”).
Ever since reading Heirloom Gardening of the South a couple of months ago, I have been obsessed with old-fashioned Southern plants that sport giant, fragrant blossoms. It’s weird, because this was sooooo not my thing….I was a foliage and massing girl all the way! But it just goes to show you the power of a good gardening book, as well as the fleeting nature of my tastes. This book convinced me that I, too, can grow lilies and roses and jasmine, and that their fragrance will carry me back to my childhood summers spent drinking iced tea on Grandmother’s porch in Jackson. Never mind that my grandparents actually lived in Detroit and had no concept of iced tea, or that I’ve never been south of Atlanta. When it comes to gardening, I am totally fine with suspending reality.
I’ll close with the “big picture”, a shot of my entire backyard from an upstairs bedroom window:
I have literally shed blood, sweat, and tears in this garden over the past five years, plus spent an embarrassing sum on new plants. (I am only now getting into the routine of dividing, transplanting, getting cuttings and transplants from others, etc. Too bad that didn’t come earlier on the learning curve.)