After living 33 years as an adult in the DFW metroplex, we moved to a ranch at the top of the hill country and the edge of West Texas (gardening zone 7b). For all those years in the city, we had a postage stamp sized yard. Our yard had mostly shade from post oaks, so there was a sprinkler system for the St. Augustine grass and the shrubs along the perimeter of the house. Plus, there were some large potted ferns. It was pretty maintenance free. As a child and teenager, we lived in small west Texas towns. So flower beds and large lawns weren’t possible.
Now we’re in a new chapter of our lives. I’ve been bitten by the “plant bug” and am attempting to garden for the first time in my life. Our yard is rock, caliche, clay, and more rock, so it’s been a challenge for our “ole” bods.
First, we seeded buffalo grass and blue stem in the yard. But we proceeded to water like it was St. Augustine. So what we have now is native Bermuda that has come up volunteer and weeds, weeds, weeds. We have about ½ acre of yard, so I would like to minimize the amount of grass we have, but my husband still has visions of a lush green lawn. My strategy has been to gradually take over the lawn by adding flower beds. Of course, he has noticed and mentions it occasionally because he has to mow and trim around them.
A dream of an English garden clouds my judgment sometimes. I have an eclectic taste, inside the house and outside, so I’ve planted many different types of plants together. I haven’t followed the conventional wisdom of large sweeps of the same colors and plants. Some might consider it a hodgepodge, but it is slowly becoming the look that’s in my head.
The purpose of this blog is not to impart great gardening wisdom because I don’t have any. Rather, I want to chronicle my successes, failures, and what I learn along the way gardening in harsh conditions and living in the country for the first time.
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