Showing posts with label Gardens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gardens. Show all posts

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Along the winding way. . . . . . . .



Nearby, in my area of North Carolina, is an artist/musician/stonemason
 who will wow you with his amazing creations in garden landscapes using the 
most beautiful pebbles. 


His installations mimic wandering streams with floating flowers, gentle running
 brooks, even the look of textiles draped across larger stones and rocky
outcrops in a landscape.


Graham Fry had already worked a decade in landscaping featuring stonework
which included building massive walls, outdoor fireplaces, unusual steps and
 stairways, elegant paved walkways and patios etc., when he gravitated toward
 work using stone in its smallest form, pebbles.

Beside being beautiful art, his creations in the landscape are able to address
 problem areas such as poor drainage, or a lack of good soil for growing plants. 
Can you imagine the patience required to create these glorious installations?

Graham, also a working musician, plays guitar with well known rock
 (no pun intended!) bands. While laying rocks and pebbles he's always
 listening to music to help with the flow. It's not hard to hear a melody in
his work such as this one below. To me, these creations bring yet 
another aspect of Nature to surround a home and make a
very beautiful garden area which will last a long time.


I learned of Graham's company and outstanding work from a recent article
 in our local Raleigh newspaper. I was so excited that I went immediately to his
 website to learn more. You should do the same, go here to WINDING PATH 
to see more of his astounding body of work.

I have an area in my garden where I know Graham could work his magic -
it's now near the top of that ever expanding wish list!




All photos via Winding Path Custom Stone Masonry, Durham, NC
Permission to share here given by Graham Fry. 



Tuesday, August 16, 2016

When a house is a home. . . . . . . . . . . .


We live in an aging cottage.  
Many things are looking tired on the exterior and we must make some decisions in the coming months to ramp up the maintenance plan.  Part of our problem has been traveling often and letting things slide. We still get the chimney cleaned every year, we burn a lot of wood all Winter, and safety comes first and foremost.
 Yesterday we had the deck power washed because I just couldn't stand looking it after so much rain and then torrid heat baking it all Summer. Weather conditions, and so many huge overhanging trees, had done a job on it, turning the golden wood dark and dreary, quite uninviting. Now it's bright and beautiful again, for a while! 

Then there are windows, high up on each side, and another reason a one story condo looks more and more inviting! 
Just so you know, Bob will get upset at that last sentence!
I so love to look out at the garden through sparkling glass. I can no longer hang out the second floor windows to work magic on grimy glass! I did this until lower back issues put a stop to such silliness. Right now I'm 'babying' my back so that I can head to Kenya pain free, hopefully managing those wonderful game drives on rough terrain without discomfort. Ladders, did I really hear you say that dreaded word. . . . . . . the piece of equipment we older gals and guys need to steer clear of. So the young pony-tailed power washing guy, with muscles and no fear of heights, was also given the window washing job!

We need to have some major tree pruning and drainage work done in the back of the house, and come next Spring there will be more exterior freshening and fixing. All shrubs close to the house will have to be cut down prior to exterior painting - a huge job I can't even bear thinking about.

Well, as they say, "that's life", let's face it, being a homeowner/gardener
 is not for the faint-hearted.



Sunday, June 7, 2015

Wurzburg - palace gardens and markets. . . . . . . . .












You know how much I loved visiting the gardens of the palace - mixed 
borders such as these were an inspiration, and poppies were my favorite flower here.