Sunday, 22 June 2014
Hardy Plant Society Study Weekend
When I lived in Seattle (1955 – 1992), the area in Wallingford where several streets come together at angles was not called Tangletown. I love the name. Honeybear Bakery used to be an occasional hangout of mine there. I found it such a pleasure to tour a small city garden surrounding a house that, back in my day, would even have been affordable for the working class (of which I am a card carrying member).
I confess that years ago, the parking strip garden for my house made it almost impossible to get out of the car!
Allan heard one of the owners say he has a groundcover in mind that he thinks will work in that walking area.
I so want to plant the center of our garage driveway; it seems like ours is too narrow (and the concrete would have to be broken out) so it remains a dream so far.
Somewhere I am sure I have a crockery pot like that that belonged to my grandma.
I do love a small, good, colour-packed city garden.
Interlude: a Cotinus smoking in a parking strip bed on the way back to our van: