Is Your Garden Incomplete?

Every dyed-in-the-wool gardener knows that no garden is ever finished. The word “complete,” however, has a more nuanced meaning, in the sense of having all of the parts (paths, focal points, ornaments, etc.) you intended. Since gardening involves a lot of continual tinkering and tweaking, your garden may be complete without ever being finished.

Gardens can also be made to be incomplete. The action of outside forces, such as storms that uproot trees, or a neighbor, town, or utility that cuts them down is one example. Suddenly there’s a sunny spot where once there was deep shade. Or, a wonderful view is revealed that gets your juices flowing about how to make it into a new garden centerpiece.

How do you know if your garden is incomplete? Here are three clues to get you started:
 
1.    Something irritates you every time you look out the window, walk out the door, or pull into the driveway.

2.    You feel “exposed” and seek indoor shelter, rather than enjoying your outdoor space.

3.    One part of the garden doesn’t seem quite right, but you can’t put your finger on the problem.

What is your experience? Can you add two more clues?
 
4.    _______________________

5.    _______________________

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