Boston Makeover 2012
The other day, on a flight home from Boston I was ogling a lovely 1830s cottage makeover in a recent issue of Country Living. And by ogling, I mean coveting the homeowners' ingenuity in recreating that distinct space. Though touted as simple--and indeed, in the material restraint it was--the collection of well curated objects d'art casually strewn about a reclaimed seamstress table and backed by glossy black walls is the product of no shortage of effort and care. It wasn't just the appeal of the comfortable space that captivated me, rather it's the creative process that yielded this well-loved home that really got me salivating. My trip to Boston--a good excuse to catch up with dear friends, was a project weekend. My friend Matt, a recent transplant from Emory to Boston Medical, has an outdoor patio in his newly acquired South End apartment. After living in a modern Atlanta loft, with no outdoor space to nurse a potted plant or sit with a drink, he was pretty ecstatic over his tabula rasa--a triangular brick patio.
So I
came up for the weekend and we had two days to style and plant. Anyone
who does garden design and install knows that sourcing the right materials can
be the toughest part of the job, especially when you don't really have any time
to gradually hunt for just the right piece. Pair that with the fact that I had
never been to Boston, and Matt just moved there 6 weeks ago. I'm
used to having a strong sense of where I can go to find my bread-and-butter
garden peices, and where I'm likely locate something really special, and how to
simplify a project with the right tools on hand. None of these were in
our favor, but we made it work.
Never having gardened in a place as cold
as Boston, and knowing that they won't enjoy the same protracted mild fall
as Atlanta, I was a bit hesitant with my plant selections , especially given
that our planted space would be limited to above-ground containers subject to
deep freeze. I did have a good sense of what would sustain those
conditions (I also consulted a friend who is a designer in Chicago, and he
proffered much fair warning on what to expect from container plantings during
freeze and thaw cycles). Fortunately, the patio space is incredibly protected,
surrounded by building and brick all around, and my sense is that it's not in
an incredibly low spot vulnerable to cool wet pockets of air--let's hope I'm
right.
I had identified some nurseries and vendors, and we made our best
effort at rounding up what we'd need to make the space new (Mahoney's in Brighton
was a great find, and we located some gorgeous conifers at Russel's Garden
Center west of town). I was also trying to stretch a dollar, and feel like we were
successful in that effort. We went to a brilliant architectural salvage
shop, made all the more promising by the hordes of renovations on Victorian
buildings in the area. Here, we identified some unique pieces that could
be added to bring the space more character. They were closed on Sunday, so
the salvaged windows and grate we want to use for screening are yet to be
added. Nor could we hit any wholesale design centers, as we only had
the weekend.
Still, between local garden centers, Ikea, Home Depot, Target,
etc. we manged to transform the space. Sourcing snafus and traffic had
put us on a tight schedule, so Sunday night, in the cool September air, several
of our friends reunited under dreamy globe lights and newly hung candle
lanterns With Thai takeout, red wine, and bags of soil, mulch, sand
and stone we chatted and laughed, me with my hands in the dirt and on a
watering can. I planted alongside dear friends under festive lights and
we worked together to create something new. The madcap scavenger hunt made to outfit the space is just as much a part of it as the Microbiata
decussata spilling from the blue bowl.
I can't wait to return and
accessorize! (We have a powder-coated blue cafe table on the way!)
You didnt have to go to Boston. You could go over to Cantrell Rd and give that place a once over.
ReplyDeleteThere's no reason one should preclude the other...sign me up!
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