My Butterfly Garden on My Carolina Today NBC – 17

Here is a little spotlight of Helen’s Haven™ on My Carolina Today NBC – 17 show. We talk about creating a wildlife habitat in the backyard. I hope the National Wildlife Federation will forgive me for saying to wrong address to their great organization. It is NWF.org

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Reducing Lawn

Reducing Lawn

Helen's Haven™ Mixed Border BEFORE How the garden looked when we first moved here in 1997

The duties of lawn mowing fell to me at an early age.  As a child, Saturdays in suburbia were spent mowing the lawn.  Lawn mowing tends to be a typical task for the boys in the house.  Not ours.  My brother preferred doing any other chore, including cleaning the house.  We worked out a deal; he would clean for me and I would mow for him.  I believe I got the better end of the deal; so does he.

There is a movement in American for Lawn Reform, a collation started by friend Susan Harris with 9 others, made up of a mix of lawn-haters and lawn improvers.  I’ve always had a love affair with lawn.  But even with love, there is always room for improvement.

Motivated by being practical and efficient, I set out to maximize my lawn while minimizing the care.  A little bit of well place turf can go a long way.

Each year since 1997 when we purchased our home, I set about to reduce the lawn.

It started innocently enough, reducing lawn as a way of making mowing easier.  I wanted a continuous run.  My approach was to start the mower, go forward and complete the job with no other gyration – no turning in a terminal end, no working around a tree, no little area off by itself needing care, and no backing up.  If there was something in the lawn that needed to be worked around, like a table and chairs set, it was moved to another part of the property.

The shaping and reduction of the Mail Box garden

That first year’s season as I mowed, I left those awkward areas to grow so I could see the shape they made.  In doing so, it became clear where I would add beds.  The decision of what those bed areas would become was made at another time.

As a result, the perimeter around the property, with the exception of the street-side, became beds.  The trees in the center of the grass were tied together into a mulched island.  Awkward areas on the side of the property were no longer dealt with as grass.  Those areas became mulched beds with no vision of what they would become.  I was optimistic it could be figured out in coming years.  In the short term, I grew vegetables there.  In the long term, I amended the horrid, clay soil with of organic matter in the form of composted leaf mulch.

This mulching process was applied to all the areas throughout the property where the tall grass grew from not mowing.

AFTER defining the space, cutting an edge, adding wetted newspaper to kill the grass and covered with composted leaf mulch

The shapeless areas formed from the mowing efficiency effort were covered with 8 – 10 sheets of wetted newspaper, then piled high with 4 – 6 inches of composted leaf mulch purchased form the City’s compost operation.  None of these areas were planted that first year.

That first year, I was still deciding what the garden would be; how it would look.  This was to be the home where I raised my kids.  A place we were putting down roots.  There was no rush build the garden.  No rush to have it done in a day.  My oldest daughter was just one year old and she was followed by a brother and a sister within three and a half years.

I knew the garden needed to be organic, easy to maintain, with long sweeps of grass so my children could run safely and play with no threat of chemicals touching their bare feet.  They needed no fear of chemicals on the figs when they would stop their play on a summer day for a sampling or to pause for the taste of a ripe tomato from the vine.   I knew I needed to create a garden that would attract wildlife so they could marvel at nature’s beauty and harmony.   In those early years with kids, I focused on safety, shape and efficiencies.

Every year since that initial effort, I have reduced more lawn. The first year saw the most efficiencies, but subsequent years saw added value.

The second year found me further defining the shape of the beds created during the previous year while staying with the mindset of keeping a continuous flow.  Another year, found me doubling  the size of the front Red Bed; during another year I narrowed the width of the backyard “soccer” field.  Then there was the year I removed the area from the front path to the porch.  A great year was the one where I widened the right entrance into the secret garden; then I widened it again the next.  Last year, I added a bed next to the driveway so I could trial Proven Winners plants.

In 2010, my latest project was to widen the path to the north entrance of the garden.  Previously, the path had a mow strip on each side with a garden bed to the property edge on one side and a bed to the office on the other.

Each time I reduced lawn, I wondered what took me so long.  I may actually be out of ways to reduce for the near future.  As long as the kids are young and kicking a ball, the “soccer” field will be their domaine.  Wether it’s for a soccer ball, a putting green, a place to chase fire flies, or just a place to lie upon to view the stars in the night time sky; the grass that remains is there for my kids to enjoy.

BEFORE entrance into back garden

AFTER In the next couple of years, the this area will be planted for a lush tropical feel.

There are no gender roles in our household.  I still mow the lawn and I’ve taught my children to do the same.  We have a differing opinion when the lawn needs mowing, so more often than not, I’m the one mowing.  That’s OK.  I like to mow the lawn.  As a child and even today, the task of mowing is un-troubling; a time to think.  A time to gain clarity.  A time to see immediate results of a job complete, and in the spring, the smell of a freshly mown lawn has poets prosing, candle makers perfuming, and children giggling.

There will be a day when my kids move away.  My mind wonders what that bit of turf will become.  Will it stay the same for the nostalgia or for when they have kids of their own?  I can see change.  But for now, I’ll just enjoy my lawn with the kids on a summer day in the south.  Or perhaps, I’ll grab a blanket and a bottle of wine and see if my husband would like to join me to watch the evening stars.

Dig This

The easiest way to add a new garden bed is to commandeer existing turf.  Mark the shape either through efficiencies like I did above or by creating shape with marking paint or a garden hose.  Once the shape has been decided, mow at the lowest setting.

Using the marking paint or hose as a guide, take a straight-edge shovel to cut into the sod straight down.  This will become the bed’s edge.  Once the front edge is cut, turn around and repeat, this time inserting the shovel in at a 37º angle creating a wedge.  Throw and spread this dirt into the area to become your new garden bed.  Cover with 8 – 10 sheets  of wetted newspaper and then cover with 4 – 6 inches of composted leaf mulch or compost.  Let nature do the work for you.  Over time the earthworms and microbes will incorporate and decompose the area into usable, friable earth.

Each year, repeat by adding more compost or composted leaf mulch.


Helen Yoest is a garden writer and coach through her business Gardening with Confidence™.

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GBBD April 2010 at Helen’s Haven™

Helen’s Haven in Raleigh, NC looks around the garden for Garden Blogger’s Bloom Day. Carol at May Dreams Gardens started this as a nod to Elizabeth Lawrence. Here’s my nod to Carol. Enjoy!

A few hanger-on-ers from last month, including Loropetalum, hellebores, and panseys, plus these images of  quince, Pieris japonica, and buckeye.

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We had a nice spring showing of daffodils.  Once again, I wonder why I don’t have more.  I just made a note in iCal to order soon while the selection is good, for fall planting.  I order from various places including Brent and Becky’s and Old House Gardens.

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As we say good-bye to the daffs fora the season, we say hello to azaleas and native dogwoods.

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Helen’s Haven™ is entering her purple period with Money Plant:

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more purple….

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and more purple…

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oh yes, more purple…

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to spice the purple up a bit, these flowers keep company with some yellow and white….

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more azaleas and a yellow stemmed dogwood…

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and for my finale, my prized combo of Lady Banks rose trellised in the Chinese Windmill palm…

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Tomatoes for my children – the philosophy of hope in the Le Petit Potager

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My dad’s dad grew tomatoes because his dad did  in the Old Country.

My dad planted them as a child during the depression, because he had to. As an adult, he grew tomatoes because they were symbolic of never going hungry. It gave him comfort to know if all else failed; he would have a tomato to eat.

I (the last of the baby boomers) grew them because I wanted to be with my dad.  My dad was in the garden, so I was in the garden. We would talk about so many things; we laughed a lot doing mundane, every day chores.

Still, as a child, it was a new era. We were rich (in that my dad had work, mom stayed at home to raise the family; we had no debt, owned our own home and we were loved.) Also, my youth happened between wars; neither war precipitated the need to grow a tomato.

As an adult, I never grew tomatoes well; maybe I stuck one in the ground now and again.  But it wasn’t for any altruistic reason, like my dad did. It was a tomato.  It had no meaning for me.

I didn’t get the tomato thing. I got that my dad never forgot the depression, but I wanted to grow pretty flowers. I didn’t feel the pangs of hunger that motivated my dad.  That was his thing, give me ornamentals; give me beauty. Beauty is priceless. I can buy a tomato.

As my generation basked in the glory of the profits following the depression era, a new era was built on steady work and the power of compound interest, we didn’t want to GROW our own tomatoes we wanted to BUY them, because we could. We wanted to have pretty, manicured gardens around us. Tomatoes were bought just like packaged beef was bought. We wouldn’t think of making our own hamburger, would we?

Now my kids look around and see flowers, pretty flowers, everywhere. As they became informed, they noticed I had no tomatoes; they wondered and asked why.  I explained, that, for the most part, my generation didn’t want to grow food. We wanted to grow beauty, our symbol of comfort.

Last year, from a request of my youngest child, Aster, we put in a small veggie garden, dubbed Le Petit Potager. As a family, we tore up a patch of the front lawn and planted the potager we now tend together. We grow tomatoes; and cucumbers, sweet peas, lettuce, spinach, bell peppers, hot peppers, carrots, radishes, collards, and more. We also grow sunflowers and zinnia and dill and cilranto.

As we harvested our first, fresh tomato, I thought of my dad and his dad. I believe in the future, when my kids harvest tomatoes with their children, they will think of me.

I am hopeful my kids will never need to grow a tomato, but if they had to, they could. It is my hope they will want to grow a tomato. It is my hope that the experience of our own little potager will instill a want in them.

In the meantime, I have three children hanging outside with me in our little potager, tasting the fruit of the vine, doing mundane chores and giggling a lot.

Le Petit Potager, Part 1

Le Petit Potager, Part 2

Fried Green Tomatoes

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Wildlife and Teaching Gardens – Hottest New Design Trends

indexcoversGardens Illustrated, the highly respected international magazine, read in over 70 countries worldwide, asks designers and writers what they see as the hottest new design trends.

Here’s what  says Annie Guilfoyle, KLC School of Design says:

Wildlife and teaching gardens are a really hot topic – we will see more of a change in the way that children connect with nature. It’s very exciting and encouraging for the future.

Helen Yoest is a garden writer and coach through her business Gardening with Confidence™

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Dreaming of a Greenhouse for Helen’s Haven™

Once again, I’m dreaming of a greenhouse.  When I reviewed the book Stylish Sheds, I described my dream greenhouse.  Unfortunately, my dream included a greenhouse kit from Smith & Hawkins.  Their demise, vaporized my dream.

In the full scope of a dream, a Hartley greenhouse entered my mind’s space.  Reality hit, and there is no hope of a Hartley in the near future.

Making one with reused materials is gaining ground in my dream land.  Perhaps, it could be framed with the playset – once it’s done doing its intended job, glassed with windows from the flea market, accented with tobacco sticks given to me by my friend Tom.  I still have a couple of years of dreaming before it becomes a reality.  But I will be ready when the space it ready.

The image below is what I need to handle.  No doubt, this pile will multiply if I knew I had a place to winter over plants.  Plus there is the desire the start seeds.  And of course, there is also the comfort need to be filled that I address in the review – specifically, a room of my own.

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The view of the greenhouse will be down this section of lawn.

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Imagine along with me, how this garden place will be.

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One day, my dream will become true.  In the meantime, I will plan and prepare and wait for that next phase of my gardening life to become a reality.

Mr. Gregor’s Daughter is holding a household plant census.  My count – 25.  Only 4 stay in the house year round.  Please go visit and let her know how many you have indoors too.

Helen Yoest is a garden writer and coach through her business Gardening with Confidence™

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Le Petit Potager at Helen’s Haven™

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Last year, at Aster’s request, we added a small vegetable garden in Helen’s Haven™.  Our vegetable garden was dubbed, “The Victory Garden.”  That was a fine name and worked for the space at the time.  We called our vegetable garden, The Victory Garden, because it was located in the front lawn.  If it were in the back, we probably would have just called it the vegetable garden.

The Victory Garden included tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and such.  Planted along with these vegetables were iris, lambs ear, juniper and other holdovers.  This winter, we decided to expand the garden to use the entire space  for vegetables.  As such, we are elevating the garden’s status by calling it, Le Petit Potager.

As a child, my dad had a vegetable garden; this garden was where I learned not only to garden, but I also learned  how my dad proposed to my mom , heard stories from his youth and heard many tales of my dad’s adventures from his naval career, something he would not otherwise talk about.

Today, I get to teach my son and daughters about gardening, and to show them how to grow delicious, fresh food that is also organic, picked just a few steps from the front door.

Dedicating a garden with just vegetables allows us to distribute the needed resources, such as water, in a corralled area.  The space in front of the drive was also just sitting there; the cars blocked it so we weren’t giving up any decent ornamental space.  With a nationwide move towards front yard gardens, it seem like the time was ripe.  We embraced our space.  With a blank slate, let the planning begin.

We want to maximise the use of the space, growing what we like and allowing us to try new varieties. This spring, we know we will add lettuce, radish, parsley, carrot, broccoli.  This summer, we know we will have  tomato, basil, cucumber, various peppers, and sunflower.

We will run our potager in an intensive, succession planting approach,  in which a crop is grown, harvested, removed and then another planted in its place.  Mostly, our potager will be what is considered square foot planting.  Square foot planting is when a square foot is allocated for each plant – with a plant in the center of each square foot.  We will fudge this some, but it gives a great visual as to how the planning will be laid out.

Since the space is 15 foot x 15 foot, there will be 15 squares parallel in front (in lines following the line of the top of the driveway, or rows going north and south) with 15 squares perpendicular (running from the top of the drive to the house, or rows going west to east.)

Le Petit Potager faces west, thus receiving the hottest afternoon sun.  With an unobstructed view, the area receives about 6 – 8 hours of sunlight per day with the section closest to the house only receiving about 4 – 6 hours per day.  This is sufficient for most any vegetable.  Larger plants will be planted towards the back, not only for better viewing, but also so the taller plants won’t shade out the smaller ones on the east side of the plant.

I’ve drawn lines on the image, below, that depicts the planting squares.  These lines don’t accurately depict the spacing since the image is destored due to the angle of the shot.  But it does serve as a visual of the space I get to work with.  The happy flowers up against the house are where the sunflowers will go.

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The graph below better demonstrates how the rows will be laid out.     North <——–

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With a blank slate to work with, a good visual and a graph, I can now begin making

my selections and deciding where they will go in the garden. Stay posted as Le Petit

Potager in Helen’s Haven™ develops.

Helen Yoest is a garden writer and coach through her business Gardening with Confidence™

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A Year in Zuni

Writing about the Zuni Crepe Myrtle has been a past time of mine for some time now.  Zuni Crepe Myrtle Gives 100 Days of blooms.  I’m enamored with its color and staying power.  Going through my files, I found that between photographing the path installed last January and the Zuni, I was able to see it group photos to show her progress over time. I found it interesting and hope you do too.  Enjoy!

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New Year’s Day – Here are my “I’m Gonnas” – Sharing With You My 10 Garden Resolutions

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Here at Helen’s Haven, we take every chance to have new beginnings. In the world of gardening, everyday offers a new beginning; most, sadly, are not necessarily planned.

On New Year’s day, we have an opportunity to plan some resolutions and then hope for the best.  As someone profound once said, “if you don’t have any goals, how do you know when you got there”, or some such talk.  So I have goals for the garden…drumroll, please. Here are my I’m gonna’s:

10. I’m gonna stop waking up in the morning and going straight to the window to see if the boxwood hedge in the back connected during the night. The Best and Hardest Thing to Give Your Garden is Time

9. I’m gonna deadhead like I should.

8. I’m gonna grow more plants from seed.

7. I’m gonna sow poppy and larkspur seeds again, even though I know I will fail.

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The Sunday Before Christmas, and all Through the House…

The Sunday before Christmas, and all through the house,
The children are bouncing, all over the couch.
The presents were wrapped, with some noticable tears,
By the kids in hopes, to see what will be theirs.

The tree had fallen, and still laid on its back,
It’s Christmastime, there’s no use giving flake.
Daddy in jammies, and I on his lap,
We had just settled down, for a long night cap.

When out in the garden, I could see a body,
I strang from his lap, nearly spilling my toddy.
I tripped over the tree, creating a clatter,
No harm to me, but many ornaments did shatter.

Nose pressed to the window, and squinting to see,
I saw a lady, walking away with a tree.
Not understanding at all, what I just saw,
I decided to ignore, this women’s shortfall.

At Christmastime we plan, and prepared,
Barely acknowledging, those in despair.
In our world, where we are rich in family life,
I’m saddened by others, who have other plights.

I come back to Daddy, who is righting the tree,
Asking if the noise, woke our little three.
Up the stairs, we climb for a peak,
We find little angles, snoring asleep.

We stare at each other, with amazement and wonder,
At the gifts God has given us, but we no long ponder.
Children have made, our own world complete,
But we always liked it best, when they were fast asleep.
Merry Christmas to all to all good sleeps!

Helen  Yoest is a garden writer, speaker and garden coach through her business Gardening with Confidence™.