the miserable gardener

Work on the new bed continues, during the brief moments between snowstorms. The snow will eventually stop, some time around the first of June, and by then I can start planting.

I’m starting to have doubts about my ability to design anything.

“Landscape with black plastic”

I might leave it this way. Intrepretive garden, with hidden, mysterious object in center. (The desert bird-of-paradise poking up in center.) What does this say to the observer? How does it make them feel? (Aside from superior, that is.)

What I really want, and I mean extra totally super want, is for the new garden to look like this.

This is the cactus garden of Steve Miles in Boulder. Just about the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. The first time I saw this I almost fainted.

this end is protected by a covering of plastic during the winter

Somehow I doubt that my new garden will look like this, but I can dream, can’t I?