My home is a white square sitting in a mud hole. My husband jokingly claims that our driveway shows up on maps as a dry riverbed. If it wasn't so close to the truth, it might be funny. I have quite the challenge before me with the clay and slate "soil" and the erosion example we call a front yard.
I am planting some ostrich ferns directly in front of the "skirting" to mask the fact that the house is not sitting on a foundation. These are being gathered from a friend's overgrown garden, although they grow *everywhere* around here, they are protected, so I must not gather them in the wild.
This, I am hoping will help unite the house with the land. If the ferns establish themselves satisfactorily, I will add hosta which a former resident planted in full sun, as companion to the ferns.
In the meantime, I must remove the collections of junk my husband collected.
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