The ridge top garden is at the very top of the low spot on a North Carolina Mountain top. The land falls away in both directions. On the east side it falls into the Kingdom of Madison, another county, another jurisdiction, a different electric company, a long distance calling area. For many things we are literally at the end of the line.
The hand mowing of the dead dried sticks of the perennials was pretty much completed today. A garden such as it is emerges once again from the Lush that swallows it up in the time of vegetation.
A garden such as it is was planted directly into the wild forest. Little was disturbed in the process. The planting was done around things. The wild and the cultivated merge into one, forming a unique take on the notion of what a garden is and should be.
This is the wild cultivated garden, freshly hand mowed and ready for the emergence of 10,000 daffodils and an equal or greater number of minor bulbs to start things off. As the vegetation builds, the bulbs will be followed by the emergence of an assortment of herbaceous perennial, biennial and annual flowering and foliage plants too numerous to count. The shrubs will slowly be engulfed by the exuberant chaos. The wildness will dominate once more.
This is gardening on the edge of wilderness.
It should be no surprise then that the wild cultivated garden sits on the edge of another line. I tried out the interactive feature of the new USDA Plant Hardiness Zone map to see what they had to say about the low spot on a North Carolina mountain top.
There we are inside that oval. The gardens boundaries marked by the two red lines, the scenic byway and the county line. There we are sitting right on the edge of a zone 6a and 6b. And just to make things special there is a zone 5b just down the road a ways.
According to this map the cozy cabin is in a different climate zone than the resident gardeners house next door.
This is a garden on the edge.
Yesterday morning before the rains stopped, it decided to spit snow and other forms of frozen precipitation. A brief round of needed cold has arrived that will help slow the onset of spring. I drove to town the same morning. Down there the sun was out, the wind was calm, it was rather balmy. I drove back home and reentered the clouds.
This is the wild cultivated garden on the low spot of a North Carolina mountain top where we garden on the edge of so many things.