One of the lower ponds at the bottom of the gardens facing up with the main
house barely visible on the right and the guesthouse in the center.
The Frye’s gardens occupy four properties, on 12 acres with 40 garden areas, all on a rocky hillside with an elevation change of 110’. The gardens are linked together by lawn, mulch, pebbles, and granite stone paths. New Hampshire is called the granite state so we have no shortage of this material, ask anyone who has tried to garden here. You’ll see from the pictures that there’s a repetitive use of boxwood, evergreen, yew, holly, hosta and hydrangea to add a sense of unity.
The garden rooms surrounding the main house are kept formal as seen in this
garden with a reflecting pool, statuary, urns and clipped boxwood.
The 300-foot Allee with sycamore trees surrounded by
pachysandra, a shade loving ground cover growing to eight inches.
At one end of the Allee you come upon a large urn called “Pope’s Urn”, named after Alexander Pope, who was considered one of the greatest English poets of the 1700’s and is visible from the back deck of the main house. At the other far end is a cottage and Stan’s office. Can you imagine the tough commute he has walking down that allee each morning to his office? Torture!
In the geometric garden, boxwood is clipped into spheres to mimic the round architectural balls. While a lead boy balancing on a sphere gets sprayed in a small pool. Just look at that fabulous collection of antique garden ornaments and use of granite stone.
Here’s a great idea, an arbor made out of nothing more than rebar tied together. Planted on each corner are Japanese maples that have their branches tied to the rebar to create a canopy. A laid stone flooring and voile, you have a stunning area out of the sun for a picnic.
I hope you’ve enjoyed a little of the garden tour and you go away with a few ideas of your own. Me, while the temperatures wavier in the three-digit area and dangerously close to my whining point, I think I’ll go sit on the air conditioner and contemplate how the husband has over pollarded our tree and the deer have made a tasty snack out of my hosta!
4 comments:
Hello AO! Welcome to blogging! An auspicious start! Loved the ramble through the garden and your notes along the way. Oh deer...I can relate. Our property was fenced and gated almost immediately. None of our scant dollars spared to protect my burgeoning garden. And yet a few weeks ago my husband unaccountably left them open all night.Your final photo says so much about...marital tolerance. Love your blog. Will be back! Trish
Beautiful images. I love the crusty old concrete pieces against the lush green. First time here. Enjoyed looking around. Will definitely be back.
Love this lovely post, am a gardener myself, I think, and this was truly inspirational.Went over the lovely photos several times.Love the boxwood border in front of the mature rhododendrons, could do that here in mine. Am attempting to blog, but have not gotten up the nerve yet. Maybe this winter. Will follow along, lovely first attempt. Nella
What a lush feast for the eyes!! I love the beautiful, restrained natural look...so stunning visually. My favorite kind, not too formal, not too perfect and not too "overdone" (my real pet peeve) Hope to be able to incorporat these same fundamentals into my own home when I am done.....understated elegance. Thanks and happy Valentines day to you!!
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