Sunday, 13 July 2014
Garden Bloggers Fling, Portland
On the way from Ernst/Fuller Gardens to the Rhone Street Garden, our tour bus was halted by a freight train. We were all astonished that in the middle of the city, a train that long was allowed to block so much traffic. Since then, I’ve done some reading on freight trains in Portland and found this was probably not unusual.
Again, the two Fling tour buses were going in a different order to the small gardens so that only 40 of us at once would descend on each one.
It is no exaggeration to say that the train had us sitting there for at least fifteen minutes, cutting into our Rhone Street Gardens time.
Rhone Street Gardens at last
Joy!! I was so very excited to visit Rhone Street Gardens, as that and Danger Garden are blogs that I adore. To see both of these gardens in person will deeply enhance my blog reading experience. I also was very much enjoying the smaller gardens, as they were much more accessible to me in my sore legs state of being, and I did not have to go far afield and away from all the other humans to find a place to sit. In the small gardens, one can go round several times and catch every detail.
I wish I had remembered to ask owner Scott (who also was one of the Fling organizers) what the story was about flooding, as I could not picture how a garden like this floods. Perhaps the story was written in his blog before I discovered it, so I’ll poke back and have a look. (I did, and learned that the flooding was along the parking strips.)
(Lisa’s blog: http://descubriendohojas.blogspot.com/)
(Leslie’s blog: http://www.starappleediblegardens.com/)
Below: wood edges on sidewalk, perhaps added recently to counteract flooding?
I see that I need to start collecting ornamental grasses again. I used to, then got complacent and slacked off. These are wonderful.
I meant to have some of the delicious orange juice on my second walk-through but got so absorbed in the garden that I forgot! As you can see, and as I forgot to mention earlier, the day was not blazing hot and the light on the gardens was not all harsh sun and shadow as it had been on Friday and Saturday.
As I turn up the path, the porch is to my right. (I have a terrible time with left and right, and Allan often reads the blog after it is published and gives me corrections. ;-)
I remember Lucy Hardiman speaking about how she likes the secret sit spot behind shrubs in her garden so that she can eavesdrop on what people say about it.
Now I turn my attention to the shed of wood and metal (a look that I like very much.)
(I do hope this inspires Allan to build a little shed like this between us and Nora’s security light… I have no such skills. I used to think that I should wait and see if I get a gardening neighbour next door, but have realized from the Ernst/Fuller garden that a privacy wall is good, even with a friend next door.)
Earlier this year, Scott wrote about the need to create a privacy screen for this particular sit spot. (In rereading that post, I finally realized that the metal trough planters that I like have a name: stock tanks.)
At the foot of the driveway, Scott’s cat (or the neighbour’s orange cat?) was looking suspiciously at the big tour bus parked across the street.
I think the standoffishness indicates that this was the neighbours’ orange cat…or else he was really obsessed with that bus.
I just so much appreciate touring a garden in a house that was made for the working or middle class!
I back up for some more street views.
As our time at Rhone Street Gardens drew to a close and we all began to gather near the front steps, Boots decided it was time to pose.
Kylee’s blog: http://ourlittleacre.blogspot.com/
At the end…We had difficulty tearing ourselves away. The garden completely lived up to my expectations and I was sorry to leave.
Next: the John Kuza garden in collaboration with Sean Hogan.