A garden of connections

My garden anchors me to the world around me. It connects me to my Dad, both Grandmothers and several cousins.
My first encounter with my property occurred in the early ‘90s. Except for some fruit trees, there was not a solitary ornamental tree.
In 1998, we planted rhododendrons and deer made them disappear until we fenced—and then they flourished.
In 2008, the pond and stream were added, all by hand. Stone paths followed the stream to the waterfall, and natural coping stones from the property were placed around the pond. Perennials and shrubs were planted to add more visual interest. The upward slope of the land makes it easy to see the landscaping from ground level and various sides of the house.
Hydrangea hill greets you as you open the gates to the backyard. The macrophylla and lace cap were transplanted from my Scranton home. A vintage birdbath and bench stand as concrete reminders of my city home.
Cross the grassy path to the daylily bed, where my favorite frilly peach variety lives. Added annuals in pots share color with fading perennials. I add and transplant every year and throughout the season.