Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Garden shed

 After Disneyland opened in 1955 my Dad told me that,
one day when my brothers were a little older,
he'd take us there. I was so excited about his promise
I boldly announced it in 3rd grade "Show and Tell."
He never took us; I harbor no resentment.
I'm sure my classmates neither cared nor
 remembered what I bragged about.
But I've learned to keep promises made something to be
filed away under "We'll see if that ever happens."
When my husband started talking about building a garden shed,
I mostly kept it to myself.
We once looked at a pre-built shed at a local
home improvement store and agreed that ours could look like that,
with our own personal touches and some upgrades.
Walking the back yard, I was shocked to learn he wanted to put it
"Where? No! Not there!
I thought you meant in that big open space in the lawn.
Not where I look out the kitchen window to see my birds
and Japanese maple and, and, and... NO!"
I put that promise right back in the
"It'll Never Happen" file.
 
My view of “that spot” through the seasons:

In the curve of the lawn is where he wanted it.
 
 
Between the golden-leafed Japanese maple and red-leafed dogwood.
 
 
Where roses ‘Gertrude Jekyll’ and ‘Fragrant Cloud’ are planted.
And fall asters and anemones.       
Where the bird feeders are hung on the fence… No!
 
However, given time, much pondering,
a few plants that didn't do well in "that spot,"
I conceded... he was right.
After all, I could make it look really cute like this,
couldn't I?
 
 
 
A chandelier?
 
 
Trowel door handle?
 
So, I told him it was O.K. where he wanted to put it.
I started moving plants.
For nearly a year "that spot" looked rather bare.
I wondered if this was going to be another unfulfilled promise.
But bits and pieces for it started showing up:
March 2013, a roll of electrical wire.
August 2013, a door and one window.
Could it be??
September 2013, a roll-up door.
January 2014, two more windows and roofing.
Glory be! I believe... I believe!
 
 
This is the basic idea:
 
The man door on the left, two windows across the front and the roll-up door
on the east end. Siding yet to be determined, but I'm partial to the
pre-painted Hardie board that looks like shingles.
The other end will have a lovely arched Andersen window
that we found on Craig's List.
 
 
Taking advantage of our really nice, dry January weather,
he bought materials to put the forms for the foundation in place
this past weekend.
 

 
Rough exterior...placement gets my approval.


 
Working Saturday afternoon till dusk.
I offered to hold a flashlight for him.
 
 
Still frosty, but he's at it early Sunday morning.
 
 
 
Using the laser level make sure everything's to grade.
 
 
 
A pad outside the man door.
Stepping stones or pavers to create a "patio" in front.
 
 
 
There, in the little corner this side of the door...
a perfect spot to plant something...
a clematis, or climbing rose!
 
 
"A little premature, aren't you?"
Just testing...
 
Next: concrete!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 


Tuesday, January 21, 2014

seeing red

 
I enjoy the pop of color this red horseshoe heart
brings to my garden, but what is that red
object in the neighbor's fruit tree?
Oh.....
 
 
 
colorful accents
of red brighten the garden
even the finch knows
 

 
some competition
lures my backyard visitors
neighbor’s new feeder
 
 

Thursday, January 16, 2014

seeing vertically

 
This morning's news
cautioned care while driving because of foggy conditions.
Bellingham was reported to have only one mile visibility.
The neighborhood trees and a sunrise cloud
were a bit blurred, but when I looked up
I could see 238,000 miles to the moon.
 
 
 
 
this morning’s full moon
bright beneath a stole of cloud
belies weatherman

 

 


January gardening


 Mild, dry weather has drawn me outside to begin clean-up in the garden.
My miscanthus (Japanese morning grass) is a huge clump that "sheds"
its foliage when the winter winds blow. I've rounded up these
scattered blades from the flower beds and neighbor's driveway.
Dale will need to cut the clump down for me soon.
It nearly requires a chainsaw.
Hellebore 'Rosemary' is blooming now.
Chosen in memory of my aunt Rosemary,
 an enthusiast gardener and bird lover,
she's planted where she can be seen from the kitchen window.
"My" resident male Anna's hummingbird will sometimes
 scold me when I'm out in "his" backyard.
Neither of us is much afraid.
Sometimes I'm lucky enough to see his
iridescent fuchsia feathers.
 
 


 
 
guarding the feeder
while I inch closer to shoot
he’s perched unafraid
 
 
 
throaty fuchsia flash
hidden beneath drab feathers
breath-taking to see
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

afternoon mountain

 
 
Attending a memorial service for my husband's aunt
gave me the opportunity for a "photo shoot" on the way home.
Mt. Baker, as seen from different locations between
Ferndale and Lynden, looked stunning in the late afternoon light.
 





snow-laden mountain
rising beyond timbered hills
reflects day’s last light

 
 
Baker's companion peaks, the Twin Sisters, were lovely as well.
What color there was in the landscape, even this time of year!