Leading to our porch garden, below. Iron gates roped to the trees.
Yes, horrendous security gates reborn with grace.
After the Penny McHenry Hydrangea Festival, below. Hard to imagine the gates were ever there.
Terra cotta pots, top pic, are Cinderella-after-the-ball, below.
In my garden, above, the pots are still where I unloaded them.
"Scope for the imagination", as Anne of Green Gables would say.
Garden & Be Well, XO Tara
More of the garden Susanne Hudson & I created for the Penny McHenry Hydrangea Festival.
Taking down a display garden is quite depressing. It feels like the killing of a soul.