Hardy Plant Weekend: Schreiner’s gardens
July 9, 2016 by Tangly Cottage
Sunday, 26 June 2016
Hardy Plant Society Study Weekend in Salem, Oregon
garden 18: Schreiner’s Iris Gardens
the enormous iris display garden, past iris bloom season
allium balls floating above the iris beds
I will confess I was so hot that I did not take a walk down the tempting grass paths. Now I do wish I had done so.
It turned out that THIS was the shuttle to the personal garden of the owner.
Fortunately, when the driver saw me hobbling with my cane, he gave us directions for how to drive our van over and park near the private garden.
a green oasis set among brown fields
the access road to the garden
satellite views of the wonderland we are about to explore
I fear now that I might have missed the path on the left edge of the garden.
Because it was 85 degrees, I was so happy to take a path into the shade.
Ray himself presided over the garden entrance and some cookies and ice water.
and a little dog too (Allan’s photo; I think the dog was a guest)
entrance to the garden around the house
I felt privileged to enter this space.
This garden was my favourite today (closely followed by the last garden of the day). Walk with me while we try to look at every aspect of it.
a rain chain waterfall
love the multi colored house
lots more trees and shrubs in pots in the gardens around the house…making me want big pots at home.
The steps to the deck were railingless. When I found Allan again, I asked him to go up there take photos of everything. I wish I had tried harder. Getting up is not the problem; getting down without a railing is. I had overheard a tourgoer say “That’s where all the special treasures are”.
Allan’s photo: I wonder if this is Acer ‘Carnival’ like the one I bought at Dancing Oaks.
Allan’s photo. As you can see, it turned out to be a raised patio rather than a wooden deck.
abutilon (Allan’s photo)
Taking grassy paths away from the tightly planted house garden, we found wide paths among large mixed borders.
A greenhouse from which almost everything had been planted. Very few ladies in waiting here.
Allan’s photo…at one of the edges of the garden
I wonder if the hoses meant that he does some hand watering.
over a stream, a bridge with benches
I had wandered back to the house again.
I went round this garden twice and I wish I was still there.
looking back: I want to be there now.
I am sure I missed something, or many things, and have been ejected from paradise.
Next: three small gardens