For many years, I’ve wanted to establish a side garden on the south-facing side of our house. Last year, my wish came true.
Handy Man dug up the narrow strip of sod between the sidewalk and the cedar hedge, and we enriched the remaining soil with compost. On the shady side by the hedge, I’ve planted edible herbs (sage and thyme) and dusty millers because the deer don’t like them. There are also ferns and a few ornamental grasses, purple pansies and deep blue lobelia. Nestled amongst them is my vintage garden gnome, introduced in an earlier post.
Behind the hydrangea on the sunny side of this narrow garden, I planted sunflowers and tomatoes. Happier bedfellows I have never seen. Honey bees (someone nearby must have hives) have swarmed the sunflowers all summer, and I anticipate chickadees this fall. Meanwhile, a bumper crop of luscious, vine-ripened tomatoes has been gracing our dinner table for weeks.
But what truly turned this little side garden into my happy place was a another thrift store find—a rusted cast iron welcome plaque that Handy Man spry painted a cheery red and mounted on the gate.
So there you have it. Welcome to my side garden!
Until next time,