Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Front Yard - the Before and After


Since this has been "done" for the better part of a month now I thought I'd finally let you see the yard.  


Yes, that's right - in MAY.

It's AUGUST.

All of these "after" pictures were taken at the end of July, and everything has grown so much! 

So, pretend it's the end of July and I'm giving you the after pictures, K?


Next week I'll show you how it looks now. 

BEFORE




The front bed where we tore out the ivy and vinca.....
Close up of the area under the window where the rhododendrons were.
These were dug up and transplanted to the back yard.

AFTER


We planted grass where the vinca and ivy were before.  This was about 50% successful.
The bed where the rhododendrons were yanked out got new plants in the form of two red dogwood bushes and an arborvitae.



The red dogwood bushes drop their leaves and the branches are a bright red in the winter.  We thought it would be a nice pop of color when everything is brown and drab.

The Arborvitae will grow up between the two windows. 



BEFORE



The area in front of what is to be our bedroom and the bed in front of the porch got a little face lift.

AFTER



I planted some very low maintenance knock out roses (which are nearly twice this size now).


Although my goal in this whole process is to have as many perennials as possible (I don't like playing in the dirt) I planted a few annuals here for some color and behind them, I transplanted a mum from elsewhere in the yard.

I love mums and they will be making a bigger appearance next year.

TOTALLY OFF TOPIC - Have I ever told you about the mums we had at our old house?  They were used a decorations at our wedding in 1998 and I made Brian plant all of them in our yard.  By the time we moved 9 years later they were big, bushy and beautiful.  I wanted to dig some up and bring them to this house because I loved them so much.

Brian though that  the new owners would appreciate them more.  And he was too lazy to dig them up.
Guess what the new owners did about a week after moving in?

Dug them all up and took them to the dump.

I was devastated. 

I'm still bitter, can you tell?

Moving on....

BEFORE


This is the walkway from the driveway up to the front door. 



The bed at the bottom of the walkway is a little bare, but even though this is the before picture - it doesn't get much better.  The bed is difficult to work with because it's shaded most of the day and the tree roots leave little room for planting.  And then the deer eat whatever actually roots and grows.


Looking back down the walkway toward the driveway.

Remember the giant bushes with the pink flowers that I pulled out All. By. Myself?


They looked like this when I was done tearing out a bunch and cutting down the rest.

They now look like this. 


They are coming back beautifully.

And actually need to be trimmed again because they are now about 3 times this size!

AFTER











 Look ma!  No plants!! That green stuff is actually vinca that's slowly spreading.  I'm OK with it.



I can't believe how much everything has grown since these pictures!





BEFORE



Even the before is pretty.  Even though there was dead grass and out of control bushes and no flowers or mulch. 


AFTER








So, there you have it.  Our summer project this year.  Hopefully we have created a good foundation for next year and will simply have to worry about maintenance. 

Because I don't like to garden, plant flowers or get dirty and I got my fill this summer. 

2 comments:

Linda said...

Hi - You have done a wonderful job on your yard! I have to get cracking on mine. I have been too overly committed to the inside of my house and so the outside gets neglected.

Great post! You have given me some great ideas. Saw your link on Between Naps on the Porch. I am right next to you!

Hopefully you will visit my blog and follow me on Feedburner.

Thanks,

Linda Leyble
http://www.thecolorfulbee.com

Life in Rehab said...

I think it looks terrific! A shot of color always perks up a landscape, and I'd love to settle into that wicker chair under the Boston fern for a glass of lemonade.