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Hello, my name is Chris and I am a "floweraholoic" We moved to this house in Basingstoke, England in October 1989 when our youngest was 3 weeks old, and our eldest was two and a half. The garden resembled an overgrown meadow, with hedges 8 foot wide and waist high grass. I'd wanted a garden for so long, but at that time of year and with a very small baby requiring constant attention little could be done but to scythe the grass and hack the tops off the hedges and leave it until spring.
English weather being what it is, sometimes it worked, and sometimes it didn't! Let's not dwell on disasters like 1998, but look instead at some of the years where the garden did work - ie a mish-mash of my desired "chaos" emerged": When the sun shines, so does the garden! The pictures below show a myriad of "instant" flowers - mainly annuals. In those early years the garden was mine in the summer, and a safe place for the kids to run around in winter when we didn't want to go any further afield.
Now things have changed, the youngest is old
enough to play in the park with her friends, so I can have more of the garden
all year round. In recent years my aim has been to continue improving my
stock of interesting perennials both from seed and from scrounged cuttings and
roots donated by friends, family and neighbours. I have swapped with cyber
buddies all over the planet all sorts of interesting seeds and hope to continue
doing so.
In the meantime.... there's always that dark, damp
and dingy corner of the patio where I can indulge my passion for container
gardening:
Most of it is completely shady all day. But... it is loved by impatiens,
begonias, ivy and fuchsias (another passion).
May 2000 in my garden |