Our front garden is called our 'Wine Garden'. When it was first established FHFB and I would escape to the little black iron bistro table with a glass of wine. It was a quick, peaceful little get-away during those very interesting teenage years (if you have/had teenagers you know what I mean!).
The challenge with this little garden is that it's shaded by a very old maple tree. Besides shade, this tree also dumps millions of maple seeds onto the ground each spring. I think I've told you that I use a leaf blower to get them off of the back porch (they stain the wood if they get wet) - well, I also use it to blow the seeds off the top of the soil in the front garden before they begin to sprout. I found that raking them out only pushed more of them into the dirt.
Here's what we have blooming right now. Most of my color comes from annuals that have been planted in large clay pots or inside hollowed out stumps of some trees that were cut down on our street by the power company.
It's very, very muggy today at Frog Hollow Farm. FHFB and I are heading in to the city to meet our daughter for dinner at a wonderful little restaurant in the Gramercy Park area of the city called Novita, then off to see the play Promises, Promises.