Take it from someone who moves around a bunch - you leave a piece of yourself in every home that you live in. Since we tend to do odd little custom projects at each home, we probably leave a little more than some and it hurts a bit that you don't get to talk to that next person (or the person after that) to give them care instructions and stories about each special thing you've done. Our first apartment(garage) was a dump when we first saw it, but the Del Mar beachside location made it irresistable and we turned it into our most fondly remembered living space yet. Who lives there now? Do they appreciate the fence gate that Dave fixed or the tile that he put down in the bathroom? Do they make lemonade from the lemon tree lemons? Does the couple in our house in New York appreciate the floors that we refinished on our hands and knees or the cutout in the wall that Dave and his Uncle put in one weekend?
7 Baker Drive was built in the 80's. That is what I know. When we bought the house I noticed that there was some established plant material that had been put in by someone with a good eye and some horticultural knowledge. Last fall Dave and I divided and replanted the bulbs in our beds that had been suffocated and neglected for years by a second or third owner and hadn't bloomed. At the time I had a hard time figuring out what each bulb was - but we tediously worked to evenly spread them around into an area around the pool. As each one has come up this year, I have been fascinated by figuring out each variety - and perplexed as to who the person was who owned our home at the beginning.
Someone loved our yard and put in all of these trees, shrubs and bulbs (some rare) and left their home hoping that the next person would take care of them. The next person didn’t..and the garden went unloved and neglected. So now, 10-15 years later, someone moves in who cares. And with just a little bit of that care, the first owner is coming back. Her plants and efforts are being salvaged - she is being appreciated - and she is teaching me. Sometimes I feel like she knows me, as what she planted seems to fit exactly with what my mental garden master plan looks like. So to the first owner, thank you for thinking of me when you spent tireless hours on your hands and knees passionately planting and weeding.
7 Baker Drive was built in the 80's. That is what I know. When we bought the house I noticed that there was some established plant material that had been put in by someone with a good eye and some horticultural knowledge. Last fall Dave and I divided and replanted the bulbs in our beds that had been suffocated and neglected for years by a second or third owner and hadn't bloomed. At the time I had a hard time figuring out what each bulb was - but we tediously worked to evenly spread them around into an area around the pool. As each one has come up this year, I have been fascinated by figuring out each variety - and perplexed as to who the person was who owned our home at the beginning.
Someone loved our yard and put in all of these trees, shrubs and bulbs (some rare) and left their home hoping that the next person would take care of them. The next person didn’t..and the garden went unloved and neglected. So now, 10-15 years later, someone moves in who cares. And with just a little bit of that care, the first owner is coming back. Her plants and efforts are being salvaged - she is being appreciated - and she is teaching me. Sometimes I feel like she knows me, as what she planted seems to fit exactly with what my mental garden master plan looks like. So to the first owner, thank you for thinking of me when you spent tireless hours on your hands and knees passionately planting and weeding.
I bet your'e someone that I'd like to know and I'll take good care of your memories.
Some newly planted and some existing surprises below:
Some newly planted and some existing surprises below:
Gladiola:
Gardenia:
Hibiscus:
Hydrangea:
Agapanthus:
Bambino Lily:
Garden Bell Peppers:
Catawba Crape Myrtle:
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