A country garden

My mum's to be specific. Its been built on and expanded and grown and worked on religiously for nearly forty years, or maybe more...this is it in its current state today. Large and sprawling and going through constant change, some big, some little. Not modern, but green and growing. A true country garden.

One of the new sections, the gravelled area with old fencepost bridge.

Sweeping lawns with raised, shady garden beds.

   On the edge of the hill, one sees snatches of the landscape beyond through the foliage. Tough, hardy bougainvillea gives a splash of colour.

The old mother in law's tongue, the bane of my child hood (a large garden bed of the stuff wasn't called the snake pit for nothing) has been allowed to stay, one small bit of it in a pot as a concession to the new modern trend. I'm still not convinced myself. Pavers to allow, with luck, access to the toilet and office end of the house without trudging mud/cow poo everywhere else.

The lawn and garden beds wrap themselves around the house, protecting and cooling from the harsh seasons...

Dad calls this the turkeys nest (back up supply of water for the house and livestock should the bore stop pumping for whatever reason) Mum calls it her pond. ;-) A little family of ducks live here, and we think a turtle (well I put it there, but it has only been "maybe" sighted since).

AAll manner of plants rub shoulders together...

some strategically planted to allow the view off the hill to peek through, some to block the wind, and some just because they grew where nothing else would.

   More water storage, the working end of the horse (and not co-incidentally, the side where the prevailing wind attacks from. Getting washing to dry isn't normally an issue at mum's place!) and a garden bed slowly being filled.

There you have it, a tour of a true country garden...hope you've enjoyed the wander around!