After lunch, we went to the Natural Gardener nursery, which was one busy place on Saturday. If only I’d had an extra suitcase . . . .
Austinites were tucking plants into wagons and waiting cheerfully in long lines. I saw bloggers from other locales trying to figure out how to convince the airlines to allow them one more carry-on. Tell me, how did that work for ya?
Then we headed to the James David-Gary Peese garden. I don’t know if words can describe what these two men have done with their landscape, but I’ll try. Later.
Right now, I’m going to have to take a pass.
Because, if I hopped on a plane headed south to Austin today, I would want to head back to Pam/Digging’s place. I didn’t get to stay there long enough, you see.
Below is Pam’s welcoming front courtyard. (Sorry about the crooked orientation). When she moved to her neighborhood, she tore out her entire front yard and replaced the grass with limestone pavers and xeriscaped corner gardens. The center of the courtyard is this lovely urn. The urn is surrounded by what looks like black river rock standing on its side in a circular pattern. The camera didn’t capture how beautiful this was, but I was stunned by the color and contrasting texture.
We went to Pam’s place for cocktails before our dinner at County Line Barbecue. The lovely Pam mixed and poured. The recipe for the Mexican martini is available on her site. She also had munchies including tiny zucchini, carrots, and a wonderful dip made of white cannellini beans and green onions, I think. It was good. I don’t have the recipe. Maybe Pam will provide it to us. There was also goat cheese and other great stuff. How did she find the time?
Inside the house, Carol from May Dreams Garden was conferring with several bloggers about the social aspects of building blogging communities. On the screen porch, Kathy from Cold Climate Garden was explaining some of the technical aspects of blogging. It had been a long day, and I was too tired to think, so I just wandered back and forth, inside and out.
Then, someone told me Robin Chotzinoff was there from the Austin American-Statesman to interview people. I couldn’t believe it. Robin wrote one of my favorite gardening books, People With Dirty Hands. I ran outside to tell her how much I loved her book. I think I scared her a little. She certainly looked taken aback. I guess I’m a little over enthusiastic, but I love good books, and I admire people who write them. After she realized I wasn’t a stalker, we got to talking, and she reads my blog. Wow.
Outside, there was a feast for the senses. The first thing which surprised me was the total size of Pam’s garden. I’m not good at square feet, but she used every available inch of it. The next thing I noticed was how photogenic it all was. Every planting looked camera ready. My garden is so not ready for its closeup. With all the rain we’ve had in the last two days, the weeds are growing faster than I can pull them. I’m thinking of laying lots of mulch.
A water wise cottage garden created with USDA Zone 8 plants.
My kind of place.
Thank you, Pam, for all your hard work. As HH would say, “You’re the hostess with the mostest.”