The next in my series about containers is about those other places that might ask for pots besides the front door. I alluded to this in my last post; containers can be a vastly more civilized and interesting version of a road sign, bollard or directional symbol. In this case, they say please do not park on the sidewalk. They are also providing fresh lettuce for spring salads.
I do have a thing about driveways, and their landscape. Those places that people drive out of, and up to, every day-it is a very important space. I may not cruise my entire garden start to finish every day-but I drive out and up that driveway-daily. At the end of my driveway-a little garden punctuated with containers. They say, welcome home Deborah. Those flags and brass band greet me every night. In the summer, the corgis go right up those steps into the garden-no garage door entry for them. Those pots make the transition from my day, to my garden, a pleasure.
A terrace that is big enough to hold a dining table and chairs, lounge chairs and a coffee table, a chaise or two, the grill-a big space. By this I mean that my deck terrace is bigger than my dining room. A pool terrace might be three times this. Terraces ask for some punctuation, enclosure-some balance. Great containers and beautiful plantings can transform a terrace into a garden. I am a lunatic gardener-my terrace is home to 14 containers-maybe more. When I have dinner outdoors, I am in the garden.
My shop has a very simple landscape. Linden trees in the ground, and gravel. That’s all. This may sound sleepy, but Detroit Garden Workds is in fact a very lively place. Containers, urns, pots, boxes-everywhere. It is my idea to visually explain to people that a planted container is in fact a garden. An alternative garden to those planted in ground-but a garden none the less. Should you have a spot that needs some punch without the dirt space and hoopla that a garden requires-consider a container. Would you guess these hyacinths and alyssum were planted in a vintage collander?

A few not at all fancy containers casually placed on this old bench -a good look.
I put them at the road, next to the mailbox. On the terrace. At the end of the drive. In the middle of the lawn. In a bed of pachysandra-or in this case-boxwood. On the terrace. On the pool deck. On the outdoor dinner table. Next to the back door. At the four corners of the rose garden. Between the car bays. At the entrance to a garden room.
Containers mark the entrance to a space. They enrich the terrace where you have dinner in the summer. They advise guests how to get to the door. They greet you when you get home. Try some.

















Perhaps even more important-the soil. Every gardener has a mix-I am no exception. I like a heavy soil, leavened with lots of compost and a big dollop of sand. Though plenty of garden centers sell giant bags of peat based “planting media”, I am a fan of topsoil. As in the closest thing to good garden dirt that is available.Peat based plant mixes are light-you can carry a giant bag to your car. But peat based planting media implies a professional grower on the other end who will feed that sterile soil at whatever parts per million it needs to produce good plants. My dirty little secret-good and hefty soil is essential for great plantings. A compost based soil that does not dry out too fast, that has nutrients, is perfect for garden variety gardeners. I am no fan of hauling forty pound bags of soil around-so I farm that job out to whomever I can persuade to help me. This is worth the trouble-making sure the pots get filled with great soil.



No matter what you fancy in your garden, nothing in it ever stands still. A garden actively grows, or actively sulks, or goes down. Some days I wish I could shift into neutral and coast, but I know better. I also know that as much as I would want to devote a chunk of time to nurturing all my plants, every day, that rarely happens. I have a demanding work life; moving that along every day takes priority. I hedge my bets some with plants that seem to handle the hit and miss nature of my care. Petunias thrive on this treatment; this is one plant that the more I fuss with them, the more they resent it. A trim once in a while is enough. Angelonia does not like cold weather, but it’s not a prima donna either. Once the hot weather comes, they come on strong.
Blue salvia is puny early on; it is a late season annual. In a good year, they handle cooling fall temperatures with aplomb. I knew I would have these late. Planting the blue star-flowered laurentia was risky. Not only am I not so familiar with its habit, it has that look of an early season annual destined to peter out. This I cannot really explain, except to say some plants just look like they won’t do. The heliotrope was stuck in first gear; this plant likes hot weather. But for the moment, the lime nicotiana alata has my attention; the weather was instrumental in making it look perfectly happy. Every year, the weather is perfect for something; I thus follow the National Weather Service three month predictions with a lot of interest in late winter. Occasionally that helps.
By August first, we were getting an 80 degree day once in a while. You can see the effect on the licorice and heliotrope; too little heat, too late. The flowering on the laurentia is slowing down, as I thought it would. Though the flowering is so- so, the plants are growing fine. The overall shape and the interaction of the group is the success of the box. Cool and dry made for unusually few bugs and no disease .
By early September, my balanced box has gone too tall-bad maintenance on my part. Trimming plants back keeps them stocky, and encourages them to reflower. However, this height is a great look from the street; the flowers are visible over the boxwood.
As I predicted, the laurentia bloomed out, and needs replacing. By September 15, our weather is in transition. I expect night temperatures in the high forties this week yet. However, I am not willing to rip the boxes yet; I hold on to my summer season as long as I can. We are having our warmest daytime temperatures of the season. As there are plenty of plants that thrive in cool night temperatures, I will replace as needed.
A good haircut and deadheading came first; late is better than never. As long as the warm weather holds, the coleus will respond quickly to the trim. There is no reason to give up what you have looked after all season. There is every good reason to keep what is good, and replace what isn’t.