Regular readers of Interleafings are quite familiar with the sexy details of my front garden, but might NOT know that a year ago, it didn't exist. I had killed my large, multi-species lawn the previous spring, and lived for months with an ever-shifting array of stakes and string that marked the bones of my design. Last January, work began in earnest. Here is the story, as seen from the front porch.
In January we started with the porch, facing it with used brick and building new posts. In the garden, the future water feature, urbanite wall (made from the old front walkway) paths and fence were roughed in and ENDLESSLY messed with.
In February the paths took shape. Except for some base rock, all of the materials were things my dad, boyfriend and I found around our houses. Yes, I would prefer a lovely brick path to match the porch, and will have one someday, but my slim budget called for a little creativity.
In March the urbanite wall was built, my dad finished the circular fence, and I made the focal point water feature. The bones of the garden are in place; the plantings? Well, yes, they look like confetti on a plate. But not for long! Starting small means more variety for less money.
In April the fence got stained and more plants went in. Yeah, more confetti (although you can kind of actually SEE them now.) Just wait! All the succulents, by the way, were given to me after the San Francisco Flower & Garden Show, as a thank-you for my help with the APLD booth. Sweet!
By June things are filling in; those 'Golfball' Pittosporum were swag from a Monrovia event (later lost the far left one for some reason, dang!)
By August the Bronze Fennel, Rudbeckia and ornamental grasses are taller than the fence, and the garden is starting to feel like a garden.
In September things are settling in nicely together; the tiny Coral Bark Maple behind the fountain has survived the summer, and my choice of fence stain is turning out to be a good one.
We had a gorgeous fall in Northern California. This is the view out my front door in November.
We've come a long way in a year! The garden is looking a little scruffy in the cold light of January, but the bones are strong. I'm looking forward to a little spring rearranging and refining, and as I do so will remember the efforts of all the people who helped bring it to life. Thank you!