My garden is shady and hot. It’s hard to realize the informal English garden of my dreams because if I turn my back for a second everything wilts in the heat. That, and the fact the property is just too big. So I content myself by gardening in pots on the deck and in beds right around the house.
The pot in the center was given to me by my mother in law. I love how ancient it looks – it’s actually pretty old but I’m not sure just exactly how old. I usually have bacopa and begonias growing in it but I’m not really sure where the begonias went in this shot. I have a bed under our bedroom window with hydrangeas, foxgloves and impatiens planted. Belle is guarding things as you can see. Her eyes are as green as the hydrangea leaves.