Since you are taking the time to visit, the least I can do is offer you something to drink.
And the drink du jour? It’s a cool and refreshing “PVC.”
Now close your eyes…snap your fingers…and…
SWOOSH!!! We are in the Herb Garden. I designed this little 4-bed plot in the “L”-shaped nook where two wings of the house join together. (Click here for design details.)
The center urn is planted with violet-blue Calibrachoa ‘Callie’. I love these “million bells,” because they do not require dead-heading. And unlike its petunia cousin, Calibrachoa does not faint in the heat and humidity of our Hudson Valley summers.
Just now, the beds are planted thusly:
Arugula and red and green cabbage reside in the third bed. In the fourth bed is the big clump of common chives I use for this fabulous pesto. Planted in a pair of demi-lunes around the chives, but yet to emerge, are haricot vert (slender green beans).
In case you’re wondering, all four beds are edged with boxwood cuttings. Once these have produced roots (which should be any day now, because I inserted them about 6 weeks ago), they will become little evergreen shrubs that provide winter interest for thine and mine eyes.
And speaking of boxwood…
Wanna propagate your own boxwood? The easy directions.
Back to the Herb Garden. In the picture above, please note the horrid ground on the left side of the fence. Now you know why I have raised beds. This weedy, rocky terrain at the base of a sharp slope always looks unkempt. Grass will not grow there.
Then I ran to the local garden center, with the intention of buying wood chips. (My town no longer supplies free mulch. )
But guess what?
My local garden center did not have bagged wood chips.
Would you like to know what they offered?
They offered dyed, red cedar mulch. And dyed, jet-black cedar mulch.
“Merde,” I uttered to absolutely no one. “I’m screwed!”
Finally I spotted some bags of natural (read: not-dyed) shredded mulch. It wasn’t what I’d hoped for, but a desperate decorator must compromise. I purchased 4 bags.
While Lily patrolled for vicious squirrels, I spread the shredded matter over The New York Times. I also applied the mulch to the narrow border inside the fence, and then planted the border with alyssum. Alyssum is a hardy annual with a strong, honeyed scent.
What’s that you say?
Yes, you may have another Pomegranate-Vodka Cocktail. But only if you promise to tell me, in the comments field below, what’s happening in your world. As always, your words are the sunshine of my day.
More food and garden talk you might enjoy:
A Walk in the Kitchen Garden, July 2013
Victorian Beauty from Common Flowers
Sugar Cookie Tartlets with Real Lemon Curd Filling