Dear Mothers of the Gardens,
I wanted to write again today about some more things I do with my flowers that grow by the sidewalk that goes up to my front door.
At garage sales, I find old china for harldly nothing. It’s pieces that are chipped but still pretty. Well, I use the small plates to set among my flowers. I may set a little brown clay pot on it with small flowers grwoing in it. I have a big china serving tray that is chipped, and I use this to sit upright against the house in back of the flowers. You could set big pretty plates all along the foundation of your house and have a lot of pretty flowers growing in front of them. Often, over the summer, they will break more and you can still use the pieces for next year. Stuck in the dirt, you cant tell if they are broken or not.
Also, in the spring and summer and well into the fall, I lay colorful rag rugs up our home walk to the front door. It looks down home.
One year, I grew a huge milkweed in my front yard. It was beautiful and folks thought it was an exotic flower. It had a big purple bloom on it. Papa had a fit and made me take it down. Well, it was up for a while, anyway. “Do you want milkweeds growing all over the front yard?” he asked me. Well, heck, I didnt care. I thought it was pretty.
I plant catnip everywhere in my yard, too, among other herbs. My cat loves it. And he is gifted. His dog house is full of last year’s dried herbs. And he is lazy and lolls about all summer in his bed of herbs. He never worries about anything … well, usually not. His name is Chuck. Anyway, he is another story for another time.
But back to flowers. I let huge sunflowers grow up by the house, too, and, yes, in the front yard. Well, the wildlife love it. I can sit in my living room and watch goldfinches and other rare birds come and eat of the sunflower seeds. It is such a treat to me to watch them. Sometimes, by the end of the summer, you can hardly get in my front door. But you should see all the fluttering colorful butterflies that play among my Bachelor Buttons and Zennias. I mean, I could plant all this in the backyard but I would never get to see it. And, especially on a lazy summer afternoon, I love to sit on my sidewalk step on a comfortable rag rug and enjoy the flowers and butterflies.
Of course, the teenagers and their friends get such a kick out of my front yard. It’s OUT OF THE BOX thinking, and this stuff thrills teenagers, ya know? Mary said that her friend Lacy, when she comes over, the kids left in the car want to come in and meet me. Just because of how my front yard looks. This is all a true story, but I am laughing so hard as I write it. It doesn’t even seem true.
But I let flowers and herbs grow where they take a liking. I just feel that if they came up in a certain spot, then they must like it there and will grow well. Some are so spoiled and ornery. I just laugh at them when folks say “Sooo what have you got growin’ here?” But Papa keeps my feet on the ground (unfortunately), and when I am not looking, he will snatch out of the ground some start of a sunflower plant. Especially if he can hardly get through the front door. Our neighbor, Chuck next door — our cat was named after him — could kill me for all the morning glories I encourage to grow on his fence between our houses. Well, I have tried to quit that. My neighbors are always trying t keep me and my wild flower children out of their yard. But they are all good to me.