The garden is dead. Summer heat, lack of water and my inattention finally created a collection of dirt-bound twigs and crispy leaves huddled against the veranda’s edge. I’ll salvage what I can, but I give up.
I’m going to remove the planters and fill the space with a comfortable chair, a side table and maybe a rug I loom myself from sewing scraps and old clothes.
This will be my quiet corner to get away from the computer and breathe some city-fresh air. I’ll breakfast there, scribble in notebooks or enjoy a cocktail in the evening.
Posted by kuri at August 01, 2004 10:59 PMOh well. At least you have the nice garden to look at downstairs.
I can’t believe how much of a crap gardener I am. I kill every plant I’ve ever been given. Which is weird cause all of my pets live to a very old age.
Creating your own play space is a good idea though.
Posted by: mj on August 1, 2004 11:30 PMClothilde isn’t matting at this moment or I’d send you some nice, furry felt to add to the hand loomed rug.
Our garden has gotten too much water this year so there’s a mildew problem. Through it all the purple coneflowers thrive. The weeds are doing quite well, too.
Send a picture of the redesign, please.
Posted by: Mom on August 2, 2004 05:14 AMDuring the kid’s summer vacation watering the flowers outsiede is my daughter’s job. I hope the flowers can survive.
Posted by: Mieko on August 3, 2004 10:23 AM