I really love willow trees; we had 2 giant willows on the farm when I grew up. They were great for climbing. Of course, what made them great for climbing -- the low, heavy branches -- also made them susceptible to breaking apart in harsh weather.
Isn't that beautiful? It made short work of making the new bed; it's fairly lightweight and easy to start, so I'll be tearing up the whole yard soon. So we went to the nursery and decided to put in 6 or 7 new trees: a willow in place of the fallen one, a tulip tree, 2 Cleveland pears and 2 cherry trees in the back and maybe a cypress. I'd like a sycamore for the back yard; the woman at the nursery turned up her nose at that idea. "They're just a mess," she said. I think we'll do it anyway. Sycamores, too, have a special place in my memory, as my dad's parents had two huge sycamores in their yard.
I ordered grape, black and red raspberry, gooseberry and blueberry plants from a nursery in Oregon; I think we are going to try to build some sort of arbor with the fallen willow tree branches.
I also ordered several peony plants and iris roots, which will be sent in the fall. It will be much easier to work up the flower beds now that I have this:
My little pot garden on the back porch is looking good, although we drowned one of the pepper plants using a pot with no drainage. (My agriculture degree does me no good whatsoever.) I put in 4 more lavender plants and two rosemary, and an astilbe and a coral bells in the perennial bed I am redigging. Our timing has been poor for a vegetable patch this year -- whenever we have time to work it up, it's far too wet down in that corner of the yard. But I'm not giving up yet.
Happy gardening.
Peace.
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