I love old yards. Some would say it sounds better to say, “established” yards, but that’s not really what I mean.
Old yards generally have some size to them. Not huge, but not postage stamp, either. I like that.
The landscaping up next to the house is often unique. Not always symmetrical, sometimes overgrown, and maybe there’s mulch – or maybe not.
But it’s the rest of the yard I’m fascinated with.
The grass in old yards has a LOT more than just grass in its composition. My favorite “weed” is violets. Heart shaped leaves and tender purple petals. They can easily “take over” but they are just so pretty.
This time of year, old yards have lots of blooming plants. Various trees, some of which will have fruit later on, are gorgeous right now. Redbuds, dogwoods, cherry trees, and more!
Also, vibernum plants, many of which we call snowball bushes, are loaded with big white spheres of blossoms.
All are so faithful to return year after year. To them I say, “Thank you!”
And all the perennials that line the driveways and walkways, or fill a certain patch of the lawn. Thick leaves, colorful blooms. Beautiful!
Sometimes I wonder what made the owners decide to put those bushes or trees or perennials in the spots where they have flourished. Often there’s no determined rhyme or reason that I can see, but that’s why I am intrigued.
And there’s hardscape worth noting as well. Giant concrete planters, painted black or white, atop columns or at the base of stairs. Perhaps across the outside edge of the front porch. Sidewalks that sometimes leave the front door and end up in the middle of the yard. Numerous items used to outline flower gardens. (The only ones I don’t care for – and that thankfully we don’t often see anymore – are the old tires painted white.)
Our house at the lake has an old yard. We are enjoying the efforts of former owners during this season. To them I say, “Thank you!”
Our iris are starting to bloom. This patch was so anxious to bring joy into this unsettled world that they bloomed before growing their typical long stems. But even hunkered down in the leaves they are beautiful.
There are two things that all old yards have in common. The first is TIME. It took a lot of time to plant and grow these yards. The second thing is LOVE – someone loved plants, loved their home (and yard), and loved to make things beautiful.
Audrey Hepburn is quoted as saying, “To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.” In old yards everywhere, plants are showing that someone in the past did indeed believe in his or her tomorrow – which has now become our today.
These old yards reflect the beauty of the phrase, “Bloom where you are planted.” To all of them I say, “Thank you!”