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to sun-loving plants, such as her dearly loved peonies. As her expertise in gardening grew,

Karen gave freer rein to her own artis- tic proclivities, indulging a passion for green texture. She completely redid her front garden, planting a mosaic of hostas, sedums, euonymous, juniper and heuchera. A brilliant blue Baptisia austra- lis sends up spikes of pea-like flowers. At one time, a birch tree graced this

A mosaic of hostas, sedums, euonymous, juniper and heuchera greet visitors in the front yard.

space but Karen replaced it with a lovely cinnamon-red-barked Paperbark maple (Acer griseum) she bought from Connon Nurseries. It’s a fairly open tree that offers filtered shade but doesn’t blot out the sun. It grows slowly to a height of 30 feet with a spread of 25 feet, living up to 80 years. It’s a lovely tree for a front yard if you live in zone 5. There is a pretty birdbath and a sitting place on a small brick patio outside the bow windows of the house. There is a bit of emerald grass and some tall clumping grasses to round out the garden. But that is not the end of the story.

Karen’s husband added a pond to the garden early on. He passed away eight years ago, and “when he died, the pond died, too,” said Karen. But only temporarily. Karen called in an expert from Clear-

water Pond who started with the bad news: the pond was leaking. It would have to be totally replaced. Musing out loud that she’d always wanted a stream out there, she could see the pond man getting visibly excited – he had always wanted to build a waterfall and stream on a natural slop and this ravine garden gave him the perfect opportunity. “I almost think he would have done it

Karen Stancombe standing beside her pond. A wooden trellis down upon the garden.

for nothing,” laughed Karen, who paid him nevertheless, and the result was everything she could have wanted. He also built the little bridge at the end of the stream. Karen is an ESL teacher in her non-

gardening life. When her husband died, she had to learn to manage on her own. To fill in the empty hours she thought of taking more gardening courses, but somehow the hours got filled on their own. The kids drop by. Work is fulfill- ing. (I love teaching new Canadians, she says.) And the garden continues to evolve and grow. “I don’t know if I would have survived

A bridge over the stream at the bottom of the pond. 22 • Beautiful Gardens 2014

if it hadn’t been for my garden,” she says, thinking of those early months after her husband passed away. That’s the thing about gardens. They have the lovely abil- ity to heal and stimulate new hope for tomorrow. P

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