Felder Rushing in Syracuse, April 5

Felder's flamingosFelder Rushing will headline the Men’s Garden Club of Syracuse 14th annual spring gardening seminar. The the always entertaining author of Passalong Plants and much, much more will speak on ‘Slow Gardening’ and ‘How a Bird Feeder Can Save Your Sanity’. Also speaking will be Dr. Laura Deeter from Ohio State.

I’d be lying if I didn’t say that Felder was a big early inspiration. He gave me permission to do any damn thing I please. And I love his take on designing with form and texture in mind: “It all boils down to ’roundy/spiky/frilly’ don’t it?”

Non-member tuition is $45. More info: 315/420-6369.

Should be a hoot.

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Garden Bloggers’ Design Workshop – Color in the Garden

My two cents for the Garden Bloggers’ Design Workshop

home gardening purpleI’m not physically colorblind. But I don’t fret much about color because Sydney Eddison told me not to.

Just as my gardening obsession was approaching full bud, I had the pleasure of picking up Sydney at the airport and spending several hours chauffeuring her around a conference here at Cornell where she was speaking. (A nicer person you’ll never meet. I still cherish the bucket she gave me. Nice interview with her in the latest Fine Gardening, btw.)

I didn’t know a lot about garden design at the time. But I did know that if anyone could help me unlock the key to color in the garden, it was her. I was starting to research and write a web feature on color in the garden, and knew the basics about the color theory. But she regaled me stories of matching blooms to color combinations in her favorite art works and painting her patio furniture to complement the color schemes in her container plantings. I was fascinated, but admitted that I was overwhelmed by the possibilities.

She told me that I didn’t have to start with anything terribly sophisticated. I could simply start by planting something with light foliage next to something dark. That made me feel good, because at the time that was about the only intentional color management I had already done in the garden.

lysimachia and heuchera

ms color chooserWriting that web feature about color in the garden helped me to intellectuallize color theory. And it really clicked when I started doing more web work and had to pick colors for websites and other electronic communications. In fact, the principles of gardening and web design have a lot of overlap, and a lot of it isn’t rocket science. (If you want to draw the eye to something, nothing works like red.)

Play around with that little color-chooser that’s associated with most all Microsoft software (right) or the more sophisticated ones in Photoshop and other imaging programs, and you’ll know as much about color as you’ll get from a pile of paint chips or the RHS color codes.

But have I applied all this color theory to plant selection and combination in my own garden? Not so much. I try to match plants to the conditions and usually use the pot and shovel school of design: I wander around with a plant in a pot in one hand and a shovel in the other until I find someplace I can squeeze it in with a reasonable chance of surviving. Can’t say as I think much about the color of the neighboring plants or whether or not they’ll be blooming at the same time or whether or not those blooms will clash or blend.

I partly blame Piet Oudolf for my lackadaisical approach to color. In one of his books, he points out that by massing plants in large drifts and choosing plants where the ratio of flower to foliage is relatively low, your chances of accidently hitting on a dreadful color combination is minimized. That works for me.

Filipendula has a reasonable flower-to-foliage ratio
Filipendula has a reasonable flower-to-foliage ratio.

So don’t get me wrong, I love color. And like Justice Potter Stewart said of pornography, I may not be able define great color in the garden, but I know it (and appreciate it) when I see it. I just let the plants surprise me through the season, rather than sweating up front whether or not the colors will work together.

All that said, I went through some images to see if they could provide me with some introspective clues about how I really feel about color in the garden.

I find I like interesting color combinations within individual flowers probably more than I like color combinations of groups of plants I may have put together:

Iris histrioides ‘Katharine Hodgkin’
Iris histrioides ‘Katharine Hodgkin’

crocus
Crocus

Nectoscordum
Nectoscordum

PhotoShopped anemone
PhotoShopped anemone

I’m a sucker for the cool end of the spectrum — the purples and blues. It’s probably why I also have so many blue pots and explains the cobalt-blue bottle tree and other decorations.

 Iris reticulata
Iris reticulata

Colchicums from Kathy
Colchicums from Kathy

Spray-painted allium seedheads
Spray-painted allium seedheads

Purple primulas
Purple primulas

I have a ‘surfeit of yellow’ most of the time.

Fred and outhouse plant
Fred and outhouse plant.

iris

Doronicum

Orange was my favorite color as a kid. Now I like to see orange only sparingly in the garden. Same with red.

Euphorbia griffithii ‘Fireglow’.
Euphorbia griffithii ‘Fireglow’.

bittersweet
Bittersweet

Brown is a color, too. Often it means the plants are dead. But live or dead, I like it.

brown heuchera

I think the color of variegated solomon’s seal peaks just before it dies:

solomons seal

Echoing colors works in the garden, even on the micro level. So if you have a plant that’s happy where you are, spread it around.

bee on verbascum
Bee on verbascum

Verbascums
Verbascums

Unlike Nan Ondra, I like white — clean, dirty or anywhere in between.

images/Eupatorium purpureum ‘Joe White’
Eupatorium purpureum ‘Joe White’

Colchicum autumnale ‘Alboplenum’
Colchicum autumnale ‘Alboplenum’


Sanguisorba tenuifolia

<em />Sanguinaria canadensis ssp flore plena
Sanguinaria canadensis ssp flore plena

Grays are great. If I was gardening in a closer space and more adventurous with color, I’d use them more as separators.

Gray scan
One of my June bloom day scans.

I’ve given up trying to compete with fish and sunsets.

fish

sunset

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Mudman plans

mudman pile and beaver pond

Careful observers may have noticed a big black blob in the background of images of the water garden. Above, you can see it behind the bench, echoing the beaver lodge in the background. (I take no credit for any intentionality in the echo. The beavers came after the pile.)

The pile is what came out of the ground when I built the water garden. I hesitated digging the garden for a long time because I didn’t know what to do with what I excavated. What little topsoil I have floats on top of sticky gray clay subsoil, better suited for making pots than growing plants.

But I decided to proceed with the water garden project when I saw these images somewhere. (Apologies that I don’t know who to credit. They came from two different sites and ended up in a folder I keep of design ideas and I lost the links to the websites.)

mudman

mudman

The pictures are from a garden somewhere in the British Isles. (If anyone can point me to the garden or additional images, I’d appreciate it.) It looks like the base is mostly moss with perhaps daylilies for the hair?

With mine — which I’ve dubbed ‘Mudman’ — I plan to make concrete or hypertufa nose, eyes and ears, and grow ornamental grasses in a ‘Mohawk’ hairdo over the center of the scalp.

Meantime, I’ve wrapped the bottom in leftover scraps of pond liner, and last summer I got a good deal from my friend Marguerite at MotherPlants on some seconds of green roof plants. From the looks of it, the creeping sedum is going to form the foundation of the planting, seeing how the plugs I put in have thrived so far. Some of the others are hanging in, and I’ll be looking for others that might provide contrasting colors. Any suggestions?

mudman

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Garden Bloggers’ Design Workshop: Arbors, Pergolas (and the midnight bowling ball accident of 2003)

As many of your know, I’m not a real stickler when it comes to garden design, usually preferring the ‘shovel and pot’ method. (Wandering around the yard with a shovel and a plant in a pot until I find an empty spot to stick it.) But I have to admit, I did go through something of a design process that led me to build a small pergola.

It’s a long story (especially getting to the bowling ball accident) that I will try to tell quickly. This aerial view will help you get oriented a little. That’s our house on this, the south side, of the road in 2006. My big point here is that — while out back we have a great view — out front we are annoyingly close to an often busy road. (It’s the shortcut to Cornell University from points east.) There’s an intersection just east of our house, so vehicles are either picking up speed or downshifting (especially the quarry trucks) as they go by our house.

When we moved in in August 1999, there was next to no landscaping. It seemed like the road ran right outside our living room window. Here are some images I took that fall with an old Casio digital camera:

Looking west from our front porch in fall 1999 with some heavy mulch to start defining a corner bed:
looking west fall 1999

Looking at the house from the northeast — road, lawn, driveway, front yard:
looking from northeast 1999

Looking from the eastbound lane right into our living room windows:
from eastbound lane

It doesn’t take a degree in landscape architecture to know that we needed some visual separation from the road. But I also wanted something physical to define the yard in front of the house. On the east side of the yard, I put in a low, two-rail fence along the edge of the driveway with a break for the walk leading to the front door.

On the west end of the front yard, I wanted to put up a similar fence to define that end of the yard, but wanted to be able to walk through it so that I could get from the front yard to the ‘wild’ areas beyond. Instead of the simple break in the fencing on the east side, I decided to build a small pergola that would also provide something of a screen between our living room windows and the road.

Here it is a few weeks ago with bittersweet berries showing:

pergola 2007

The sides are only 6 feet long with the top rails running 8 feet. But the visual impact is made larger because its footprint is diamond-shaped with the long axis running perpendicular to the sight line running northwest from our living room windows.

I’m not claiming that it erased the road, but combined with the willows and other shrubs and plantings that are coming along the road no longer seems to run through our living room.

The diamond design in the side panels I found in an old book of garden construction ideas. If I recall, it was a design used for screen window frames for porches and summer houses.

You can see the rail fence running south 16 feet farther into the yard. There was an 8-foot section extending from the other side of the pergola toward the road when I built it. All the wood is just cheap pressure-treated stuff that’s mellowed from that awful green to a nice gray.

I say when I built it because that section is not there any more. Which leads me to the great bowling ball accident of 2003.

At 4 a.m. on April 12, 2003, Elly and I were awakened from a deep sleep in our second-floor bedroom by a loud crash, followed by the spinning of tires outside our window. By the time we got to the window, the driver gave up getting out and was walking away. Knowing that at least the driver was in good enough shape to walk away, we called the police. They picked up a young man not far down the road walking home. He had worked a double shift and fell asleep at the wheel, drifted off the road, through the outer fence and into the yard, burying the car up to its axels in the mud.

Our old Casio camera had dies by then, so the next morning Elly wandered around with her laptop and video cam shooting pictures of the scene:

pergolapergolapergola
Fence snapped off pergola, ruts and car looking east, view from porch.

pergolapergolapergola
Looking west, view from bedroom, the bowling ball in the driveway.

She also shot a couple short .avi videos of the scene: Video 1 | Video 2

Oh yeah. Almost forgot about the bowling ball. One of my tacky lawn ornaments out front was a red bowling ball on a length of rebar looking like a giant cherry tootsie roll pop. The kid hit it on his way through the yard a knocked it 50 feet into the driveway. It’s the first thing I saw when I left the house shortly after 4 a.m. to investigate what happened and immediately thanked my lucky stars that he didn’t knock it up into the air and have it come crashing down through the windshield.

I rescued the bent rebar and re-installed the ornament so that now the ball hovers ethereally just over the soil — in the backyard.

bowling ball on bent rebar

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