We live on a slope. When you stand at the back property line behind the main house, you can see over the top of the roof. The boundary behind the garage is fifty feet closer to that structure because the former owner sold that land to the person directly behind. I wish we owned that extra land, but really have as much as we can handle now. Anyway, the point being made here is that walking around the garden entails climbing or descending steep paths. Shown above is the view from under the garage deck looking at the original steps of the house that was torn down that lead up into that part of the yard, the yellow/white garden, the shrub border and beyond. Yes, glad you noticed that the pee gee hydrangea is pinking up with the cooler temps.Rock steps lead from the first terrace behind the main house up to the veggie bed and beyond. This is a secondary path, steep and precarious, especially coming down. I have fallen here, really I have fallen everywhere, when coming down and carrying some plant or shovel or tub of weeds and the stones are wet and slippery. Mostly the falls are of the land on your hind quarters kind, just an annoyance. And yes, that is a solitary muhly grass stuck at the foot of a rose trellis for a little fall kick.Recently we had a dizzy spell, a pretty bad one actually, and not being able to stay inside on these gorgeous early fall days, we used a walking stick/staff that we had fashioned in a fit of Gandalf wannabe-ness a few years ago when the third LOTR movie was released to help steady our gait. To fashion this a dead pine seedling, a victim of the Southern pine beetle attack of 2000, was dug up and the roots were wrapped around a crystal for added pizzazz. Please note the narrowness of the bottom of the stick on the left. If I really started to fall, it would not even begin to hold my weight. Another tree has been selected to take its place, an oak seedling was dug, carefully trying to preserve some roots to wrap around the magic crystal. And yes, that is the hedge of Chamaecyparis pisifera ‘Gold Mop’ that forms the front border of the veggie bed, looking very golden indeed lately.A close up of the smokey quartz stone shows that the roots are not the only weaving that holds the source of magic in place. Copper wire was needed so we don’t lose the gem of power in the garden somewhere.I love this shot of the C. ‘Gold Mop’ next to the end shrub of the hedge, C. obtusa ‘Crippsii’. The difference in form but similarity of color makes for a striking combination. The roots of the little oak will be soaked and pounded to soften the fibers enough to wrap it around the quartz. The bark will be peeled with our special rosewood handled pruning knife purchased from a formerly glorious garden tool emporium that has been sold a couple of times since its founding and now has its wares sold at discount houses. Oh, the fall from being special to appealing to the masses is a tumble into overpriced mediocrity. Someday I shall write about that topic, but not today. Today is a project in the making. After the bark is removed, the trunk will be sanded smooth, stained and sealed for future wielding. The tips of these staffs are very useful for lifting things with loops and scaring squirrels bearing walnuts looking for a choice piece of real estate in which to bury said nuts.It was mentioned that the golden hedge forms the front outline of the veggie bed. The arborvitae in the second photo forms the back border. It is a narrow space with a retaining wall making the ground more level and offering a place to sit while planting, weeding and harvesting. Look what is being harvested even now, at the end of the growing season. The golden raspberries of Anne are giving us healthful tidbits as we create our new garden helper. I was glad to have the staff of pine, and look forward to using the staff of oak to bring us much needed equilibrium.
About the title, did anyone think that maybe we had fired our many blog writers, computer experts and photographers and replace them with all new employees? Oh, I didn’t think so.