My lovely little succulents

We fell in love with our little river shack when we brought it four years ago. It had messy magical gardens overgrown with daffodils and jonquils and wild ancient rose bushes and river rocks bordering the gardens. And tree stumps; everywhere.

The real estate who sold it to us called it "the Beverly Hillbillies" and rightly so, it looked like the house they lived in before they moved into the big house.

And now it was ours.

This is what it looked like in the beginning. And still it is a work in progress.

 

 

The gardens were reckless and free spirited and it needed much love and hard work to simplify it and revitalise it; thus began a journey of rediscovery for both myself and the gardens.

I like simplicity and simplicity it was not.

 

Slowly the gardens are evolving and I have been creating succulent gardens in the old tree stumps to bring life back into them. I filled the old stumps with a mix of rocks, sand, gravel and dirt, remembering to allow plenty of drainage because although succulents are hardy, they do like good drainage.

I am a lover of nature and in particular all things trees.

 

This big old grandaddy tree stump is dead and dry, smack bang right in the front yard for all eyes to see but this is what he looks like now with some life back in him.
 

I have to keep my succulents covered away from the hungry mouths of the wildlife though as the dear little things love them, nearly as much as I do.

 

 Slowly my garden is coming together but like nature all in good timing.

Four years later and the work continues and I have still a long, long, long way to go.

 

Gardening is just one of my loves and I look forward to sharing more of my world with you soon.

Thanks for stopping by.