It’s a good thing I have kind and patient neighbors. Our west side yard, facing their house, has undergone many changes and experiments, and it’s time for yet another revision. Each time, there seems to be an ever so slight boundary creep, as evidence of my excess and addiction inch closer to their garage wall. (It passed the midpoint stipulated by our deeds, a while ago.) So, here is my long overdue first contribution to Alison of Bonney Lassie’s fabulous and occasional meme – Tell the Truth Tuesday.
As anybody who has set foot in my garden knows, this is one of the only three – or maybe four – spots that ever gets any direct sun, for any length of time. (At least compared to the rest of it.) So, this is where my most prized sun lovers get to live, shoehorned in next to each other. I often put sun-loving plants with others of similar inclination in pots, so I can move them out in more light if they look unhappy. I do the same with plants that are borderline hardy, so they can be dragged indoors if need be. Anyway, after a year or two, these containers usually look rather crappy, and its time to take them apart, and save what is salvageable. Because we live in the eye of the eastern Columbia Gorge winds, the west side of the house is also the lee side, where all kinds of zone related surprises happen. So, this is where most manifestations of my denial ends up.
This past weekend, I disassembled several of these ugly old planters (hooray!!), and attempted squeezing most of the surviving contents in among their peers on the sunny side. These kinds of exercises almost always result in other things being moved, and so, a garden game of musical chairs ensues. This photo was taken in the midst of this transitory chaos. (Cat included for scale.) I’m still not finished (obviously).
One of the new things I just added is that fabulous Acacia dealbata. I’m a little worried about that one. It survived this past winter in a large pot, and is supposedly hardy to zone 9. I killed one once before. It was planted on the north side of the house – which was at the mercy of the whipping east winds. It succumbed rather quickly during its first cold winter. My worry here is that this one will quickly get way too big for its spot, in its new, cushy location. You can’t see it here, but the reason for my worry is just outside of the picture frame on the left – a 10′ Eucalyptus that was bought as an “annual” in a 4″ pot, years ago. Yes, yes, I know planting this is wrong, and goes against all best practices. Yet, I still went ahead and did it – those blue ferny leaves are just too fab to not have… I’ll do what I do with the Euca – cut it back every year, to keep it small. (I secretly nurse a hope that it will die before it eats the side yard. It is W-A-Y too close to the house…) For now, that wheelbarrow filled with horticultural hopefuls will remain part of the landscape – until I’ve worked my way around the house. More truth-telling marvels to come…