As I further try to clarify my vision for my gardens, I am drawn to the images of cottage gardens – the seemingly natural mix of plants filling the gardens, simple pathways meandering through the mix of colours, shapes, textures, and sizes.
I downloaded the free ebook “The Bood of the Cottage Garden” by Charles Thonger. With in the first few pages I found this quote:
The taint of money is everywhere—tons of soil removed from one spot to another; terraces and balustrades glittering with newness ; artificial lakes on elevated ground; fountains playing ; exotics, which in winter must be sheltered in heated structures, dotting the lawns and stairways. There is no air of peace or rest in such gardens. An army of men is constantly at work, sweeping, trimming, clipping, tidying—an endless round of wearisome and profitless labour. We forget the garden in the stupendous prospect of the wages bill. How different is the cottage garden, whose very existence, since poverty not affluence called it into being, is due to a need in humble minds for its pleasant companionship. Its paths are moss-grown, innocent of the immaculate coatings of gravel dear to the owners of carriage drives and serpentine walks. Roses and creepers drape themselves in natural ways on porch and eaves, unvisited by a watchful assistant with his bag of nails and cloth shreds. ” Bedding out ” is unknown ; instead, the borders are filled with a brave company of hardy plants which greet the seasons as Nature intended. As summer wanes, the ground is littered thick with fallen leaves and petals, crimson, amber, chestnut, and gold. No one troubles toremove them ; they drop to earth to nourish the plants which gave them life. Here in truth is realised, more closely perhaps than elsewhere, something of that subtle mystery without which the love of gardens could never have survived so long as it has done
Doesn’t that sound lovely, inviting, and “MsDebbie-ish”??
(more to come as I read along, I’m sure)
-- - Debbie, SW Ontario Canada (USDA Hardiness Zone: 5a)