‘…with wild abandon’

Explained it means with rash, unrestrained impulsiveness, enthusiasm, or zeal. But some gardens need no explanation, but just must be seen….to be taken in and absorbed and in doing so get a glimpse into the soul of a garden artist.  We first met Josephine when she showed us her ‘door fence’ but then, we got a peek into the rest of her garden and Wow!

Josephine Alexander does explain….”This door fence was inspired by those I saw on Flea Market Gardening. Most of the doors were scavenged, some were donated, a few were purchased ($8 was highest price) at a re-source store.”

“Almost everything in this picture is up-cycled including the bench and floral comforter that covers it. Some of the doors were pulled out of trash on the roadside. All the teapots were scavenged, as were the wreaths and other bits that festoon the doors. My sister got the mirror at a yard sale.”

 

Question: Have you had to doors up for sometime now? Wonder how they hold up to the elements? And are those hydrangea?

Josephine says, “The doors were put in place last October …. most of them were already weather distressed…. so it remains to be seen how they hold up!  Yes, they are Hydrangea ‘Annabelle.’ One of the few that can thrive under walnut trees.”

About Jo…

“I believe I was apprenticed into the fleamarketing world by my Mother. She was not a gardener, but she never passed up a bargain for her home decor. So, I am genetically predisposed.’

“I became a gardener at the age of 30.” Jo confides. “In fact my life as a gardener began with a cast off Family Circle magazine. When I picked it up – a packet of marigold seeds fell into my lap. I had just had my son, and with baby expenses I didn’t have 2 nickels to rub together. So I took the free packet of seeds, dug up a little patch in my yard and planted them. When those little green sprouts grew and then produced d fiery orange blossoms, I was hooked. What started as a marketing endeavor for W. Atlee Burpee, was an epiphany for me!”

 

“Then I wanted pots for my front porch,” Jo says, “so I went scavenging flea markets for creative, inexpensive solutions. I am also a mosaic artist, and I love to use old broken dishes, old jewelry and scraps discarded by stained glass artists. I have large mosaics installed in my garden.”

 

Jo says, “I live on a farm that is nestled into a bend on the Big Conewago. near Lewisberry in South Central Pennsylvania…. lots of land. I am trying to create a smaller and more intimate space, a secret garden, reminiscent of my in-town gardens from my younger years.  The thing about gardeners is, isn’t It?,…we can never get enough of being with plants and flowers?!”

 

“My front porch. My sister Patti, the Queen of the Yard Sale and the junk pile and the trash pile scored the chairs for me- I painted them … they are definitely falling apart, but I love them. My friend, Debbie, The other Queen of the Yard Sale, etc. gave me the colorful scarves!”