When we moved into our house I had big dreams for a garden. Really big dreams. A large, lush potager (a la Oscar de la Renta’s) with lovely outdoor seating and a firepit (a wedding gift which is currently sitting in our basement). It would be perfect for entertaining! So gorgeous and relaxing! I mean, who needs a big yard full of grass when all it’s used for is pushing a lawnmower around? Not us! We would have a beautiful walking garden that would feed us body and soul.
A year later and our backyard has hardly changed. Not so spectacular, eh? At least we’re mowing the lawn regularly. There is a tiny fenced off “garden” at the very back of our yard which is completely overrun. Poor thing. At one time it was so overgrown, weeds bent the little plastic fence out of shape. *tisk*
There’s gonna’ be a big change come Friday morning. My friend Barb and I will resuscitate this little space by yanking out that fence, cleaning out that sad pile of plants and roughing out the new layout. The landscaping will include plants lovingly donated by our friends, raised beds constructed at home and (eventually) edible plants started from seed. It’s going to be a lot of work and a ton of fun.
Plus, I’ll get to use a sledgehammer. Awesome.