Garden Dreams

I started gardening in the mid-1980's. I became pretty passionate about it to the point of becoming a Master Gardener in the State of Illinois. I learned a lot and made many friends. Then, I moved for the third time, to Southern California. Now, you think that gardening would be a breeze here in Southern California. Well, I find it difficult. Maybe it's my Midwestern brain that can't wrap itself around all the different plant material or the decomposed granite dirt that I have to work with. Nevertheless, I found a way to make a pretty garden.

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Through all these years, though, I dreamed of having a potting shed.

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Now, not your garden variety, Home Depot version, mind you.

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I never seem to be satisfied with easy to buy and install kinds of things.

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Nope, not for me.  It has to be cute.

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 Really cute.

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Complicated, and probably expensive.

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However, in my defense, our new yard, has a legitimate need for a potting shed. We have a very steep, sloping yard. I can guarantee you that I won't be hauling gardening tools and wheel barrows up that slope to the garage. It's not going to happen. I can barely walk up it, let alone down. I slid down yesterday. Yes, someday there will be stairs, but still, steep stairs. I think one of these adorable potting sheds is in my future. I can just feel it.