The bed that runs along the west side of the garden and at the base of a cement wall is where I tend to do experiment a bit. Perennial herbs like mint, oregano, sage, and lavender are here along with rhubarb and lantanna. The yacon are also planted here where I can monitor their growth and dig up the tubers (whenever that may be) without disrupting the cycle of planting and harvest in the other beds. Home to the plants that come home with me after a splurge at the nursery, as well as the lasagna bed and the compost bin, the bed is a mosaic of ideas, textures, and colors. It's also where I see toads, salamanders, and an occasional cat. I love it.
It seemed a logical choice then to plant a handful of bulbs here. I realize after this year's utilitarian style garden that I need flowers and a dash of chaos almost as much as I need vegetables and herbs. The tidiness of this year's garden proved uninspiring to me (as did the unseemly heat and ensuing drought), and so I'm plotting a return to wild growth habits and bounteous color. Tulips tucked alongside the chives and behind morning glories going to seed seemed like a good start, as did a line of crocus under the rhubarb leaves. Imagining those bright spots of color come February and March is already making me smile.