The July Garden 2008 — Looking Ahead

I am still wading through photos. They are waist high! Well, not really, but feels like it. I do love the gasp, shock, and thrill of opening each digital folder and remembering days gone by. As I plan new garden beds, it is useful to study old photos and decide what I want to recreate and what I do NOT want to recreate.

Garden paths:  a for-sure thing.  They add personality to a garden!  They add structure and good bones.  They have to be in the right place.  A pathway needs to lead somewhere.   I need to buy a stack of garden pavers and begin the process of planning mosaic tops for them.  I think about 10 would do nicely for a start.  I have a place in mind for them.  They will round the corner of the house and mark a path underneath a huge tree/shrub that bends toward the house like an arbor.

garden path

A goldfish pond is something I will surely recreate. I love water in the garden. The sound, the look, the wildlife it brings ’round.

cats love a garden

Cats love a garden! Mind you, I do not want a dozen feral cats ravaging my creatures, but I do feel like we have several neighborhood cats who I would like to have wallowing in the sunshine! (Pouncy, I mean you.)

cassia – wild “volunteer”

I definitely still want a mix of native wild plants and cultivated nursery plants. I want things I can harvest safely for infusions, which means, at least in my garden haven, there will be no pesticides!

Asiatic lily

The arbor. My friend. I will definitely want another arbor or two, but they do have to have a place. One cannot just stick an arbor randomly in a yard and hope for grace. The arbor needs to be a magical door to somewhere you want to go in the garden.

Enjoy this day!

Goldfish Pond Video — Little Wild Garden Flashback

Even though it was small, my first attempt at a goldfish pond, back in 2008, was everything I wanted it to be. The water sounded so nice in the garden setting. It accompanied the birds, singing to me while I gardened. The water was clear and the fish were beautiful. I do plan to build another one, hopefully in the next year.

HPIM8382 from Lynn Hasty on Vimeo.

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Remembering The Little Wild Garden

First let me remind us all that there is a difference in a wild little garden and a little wild garden.  You know me.  The garden was cultivated but I had a hard time saying no to anything that wanted to grow there.  The mix was marvelous.  Let’s remember…


Roses are a must.


Lilies towered over a mosaic birdbath that I made.


Neighborhood kitties felt like our yard was the place to be, and more than one litter of kittens was born in the thick cover of my perennials and wildflowers.

first goldfish pond

A yearning for water in the garden had me installing this first, small goldfish pond. But I wanted bigger, and bigger it got!

2010 new goldfish pond

This was right after the new, large goldfish pond went in. I did every ounce of work myself. And it grew into something that has become a selling point for the house.

Oh how it hurts to see these photos! Jason is a dear friend to mourn over it all with me. He has offered me his yard as a landscape in which to play. Be still my heart. For now, I am in the apartment, so a place to play is a welcome thing. I long to have a garden like this again. I wonder if it will ever be. Actually, I don’t think there will ever be another garden like The Little Wild Garden. I hope it blesses the new owner beyond her wildest imagination, with creatures and blooms and days in the sun.  And goldfish.

garden 2010

This is a view from one end of the front yard, looking on an early fall landscape of Clara Curtis mums to the left and a potted mum on the front step.  Going forward, where ever I am, I will work with the land.  I am a different person.  The landscape is different.


This last picture is taken in my new place to garden. My friend’s yard. I have spent time bonding with this area as a place to play. I know not if I will ever end up here permanently. For now, I enjoy the freedom to plant and rake and make birdbaths again. It is a process. I am doing the same things but everything turns out in a new way.

By the way, the dress I am wearing was a plain black evening dress, thrifted for a few dollars. I turned it into a steampunk dress or prom dress. Take your pick. I can see doing more of these. I altered the skirt and the netting. It is a lovely dress! Jason was kind to take some photos for my shop.

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