With this very blog named for it, you’d be forgiven for thinking that I own the perfect palace of a potting shed. Alas, no. Truth be told, it’s a tiny bit teeny, home to a whole lot of cobwebs, and currently very unloved. In fact, so taken was I with the house, that I didn’t even notice that there was a potting shed in the garden until a least a couple of weeks after we’d moved in. My husband was at work and I decided to amble around the back of the garage, and there it was … a sweet surprise, much like an unexpected present hidden behind the laden branches of a Christmas tree.
A quick phone call later:
Me - Did you know that there’s a potting shed in the garden?
Paul - A what?
Me - A potting shed?
Paul - What’s one of them?
Me - A shed. To pot things in. Plants, I think. To pot plants in. Is that the right term? Do you pot plants?
Paul - I don’t know what you’re talking. Hang on, do you mean the brown thing behind the garage? The shed?
Me - Yes, that’s it.
Paul - Yes, I knew we had a shed. I didn’t know it was specifically for potting things in, though. Can you do anything else in it?
Me - No. It has one sole function. And if it were to have a second function it would most definitely not be as a place to store redundant electrical equipment and unused sports apparatus. Step away from my shed!
And that’s how the potting shed came to be mine. So, come on in. I’ll show you around. It won’t take long and no, no need to take off your shoes.
Currently, there’s not really a lot to show you. No plants, a mere handful of pots, and a couple of half full bags of soil. For those of you who know me from my interiors blog, The Ordinary Lovely, it will come as no surprise to you that I have plans to pretty the place up a bit. I know it’s got to be a practical workspace above anything else, but still, a little frippery doesn’t go a miss, right? A lick of paint, a few more shelves, perhaps a planting calendar … and then I’ll feel ready to get round to the real, actual planting part. Delaying getting on with things? Who me?
The potting shed sits behind the garage, away from the house, and has amazing views across the field and down in to the garden - have a look at the garden tour for a better idea. While it’s a quiet location, there’s always so much to see, be that seasonal changes in the orchard (I can’t wait for the blossom to appear on the apples trees, again) or the resident stork cooling his feet in the pond … and fishing for his lunch. I’m really excited to spend more time in here, and outdoors in general, from now on - my one and only resolution for 2019.
While it might be a humble wooden construction, to me, it’s more of a promise … a dream, really. With a bit of TLC, it’s a room with amazing views where I can escape my laptop and while away an hour or two learning something new … learning to grow something new. Cup of tea to the left of me, gardening books to the right, Radio 1 playing, and the sun streaming through the window. I might even wear a straw hat for the occasion. That’s what gardeners wear, right? Oh and do I need to become a Radio 4 listener now? Yes? So scrap Radio 1, I’ll be listening to Gardeners’ Question time. And on Fridays, I’ll swap the tea for gin - it’s a drink that has its roots in garden botanicals, after all. Do feel free to pop round, the door will be open.