Sunday, October 28, 2007
My definition of permaculture - following the spirit more than the letter of the law - is a letting go, a faith that if the land is treated right, then good things will happen. My front garden - mainly flowers at the moment - reminds this approach works.I have planted none of the flowers in the photo below. They've come on the wind, some from the tidy garden of the old lady down the road, some from the block of flats over the fence, others out of the side garden of the neighbours on the top-side. It possible the colour scheme is not subtle, the contrasts in foliage not sufficiently striking, but there's a great deal of joy to be had, coming home to this:
There's also joy to be had in looking more closely at the Granny's bonnets that have come to stay with us, and the forget-me-nots as well. Common, sure, but who doesn't want stars sprinkled where lawn used to be?