Loree Bohl’s Danger Garden: Portland Garden Bloggers Fling


One of the most anticipated gardens on the 2014 Garden Bloggers Fling in Portland, Oregon, recently was Danger Garden, the plant-lustful playground of one of our hosts, Loree of Danger Garden blog fame.


With an adoration for spiny, spiky, and bold-foliage plants and an artistic eye for design and for container styling, not to mention the discipline to hew to a restricted but high-impact color palette of orange, lime green, black, and silver, Loree’s garden is a visual treat, with jewel-box vignettes at every turn.


Of course on this occasion there were forty jewelers with loupes inspecting and admiring each and every facet. Half our group at a time descended on Loree’s small garden, making for an elbow-jostling viewing experience. At least one blogger accidentally met an agave, spine to leg, proving that Danger Garden is well named.


And she was a total sport about it because the thrill of danger is, well, thrilling.


This was my second time to see Loree’s stunning garden.


I last visited Danger Garden three years ago, just before the Seattle Garden Bloggers Fling, to which we drove together from Loree’s house.


On that visit, the garden was all mine to photograph (rubs hands together greedily).


This time it was more of a party!


I enjoyed seeing how the garden has evolved…


…and grown since my last visit.


Some areas, like her orange shade pavilion, are as I remember them.


Others are new since then, like this container garden, stock-tank pond, and fence where a hedge once stood.


Decorative elements, like this dish planter on a pedestal (one of a trio), have also been added (click the link for Loree’s how-to).


Loree’s front garden, a sloping former lawn that she’s converted into a drought-tolerant gravel garden, was newly planted when I visited three years ago. Since then it has filled in beautifully and was aglow with afternoon light when we visited.


Giving the plants a run for their money in terms of camera attention, however, was Lila, aka Pony, companionably relaxing in the arms of Andrew, Loree’s husband and garden assistant and all-around nice guy.


And here’s the whole charming family. Thank you, Loree, for sharing your garden with the Flingers and for co-hosting a truly excellent Portland Fling!

Up next: The bold, orange-crush, whimsical garden of JJ De Sousa. For a look back at serene, green Portland Japanese Garden, click here.

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Portland Japanese Garden: Portland Garden Bloggers Fling


The second day of the 7th annual Garden Bloggers Fling, held in Portland in mid-July, began in the renowned Portland Japanese Garden, often described as the most authentic of its kind outside of Japan.


I had visited a few days earlier with my husband on a hot, sunny morning. It was a pleasure to see it again, and I already knew where the cool, shady places were — like under the skirt of this Japanese maple.


It’s a good garden for hot weather. Water trickles from bamboo fountains throughout the garden, offering its cooling music.


Ponds, streams, and waterfalls abound as well, surrounded by a tapestry of greenery.


While water is absent from the dry garden, raked white gravel represents the sea surrounding mossy islands. The scene, I learned, is meant to be appreciated as you would a painting, from a single perspective. You do not enter the garden but view it from a veranda.


The overhanging roof of the veranda frames the view, blocking out the tall native firs in the background and bringing the scene down to human scale.


Just as the teahouse roof does for this mossy garden


A peaceful scene


In other parts of the garden, bright sunlight beautifully illuminated the leaves of hundreds of maples like stained glass.


This glowing Japanese maple shelters a stone lantern.


Nearby a dramatic waterfall cascades into a koi-filled pond.


Wending its way across one end of the pond is a traditional wooden zig-zag bridge. Koi trail along beside you, like pets expecting a treat.


The last of the irises were drooping on their stems under the hot sun.


A garden worker was clipping the spent flowers and placing them in a basket. I asked what she was planning to do with the flowers, thinking a few might be floated in a fountain or something, but she told me no, they would be discarded. A pity — they were still quite pretty in the basket.


A covered gate marks the passage between the pond and the teahouse garden.


Sunlight was gilding the garden.


Here’s Helen Battersby, host of next year’s Garden Bloggers Fling in Toronto, on the moon bridge, taking in the view.


Pagoda sculpture


A carved image half-buried on a mossy hillside looks like an ancient relic.


The stone paths and bridges throughout the garden entice you to explore, but slowly, stepping carefully so as not to rush through the garden.


Here a casual stair of flat boulders meets a more formal, cut-stone stair…


…which serpentines down a gloamy slope between moss-draped boulders.


The stair is itself a work of art.


Moss, shrub, and tree wrap you in a green glow here.


Mossy boulders give a sense of timelessness to the scene, even as a stream trickles by and flowers bloom and fade, illustrating the passage of time.


I caught the end of a guided tour by Sadafumi Uchiyama, the Garden Curator, and immediately regretted not hearing his entire tour.


Mr. Uchiyama spoke eloquently about the purpose, symbolism, and techniques involved in Japanese gardens, giving me a much greater understanding and appreciation of the style than I’d ever have gotten on my own.


Here’s the zen garden, a garden composed entirely of stone, meant to be viewed, as with the other dry garden, from a single perspective. A wall encloses the scene, focusing your gaze on the gravel “water,” with raked ripples around seven floating stones, all seeming to point toward a tall, figure-like stone at the rear.


The scene is meant to be harmonious and pleasing to the eye, Mr. Uchiyama explained, but it also represents a Japanese legend about the Buddha sacrificing himself to save a starving tiger and her cubs, illustrating the virtue of compassion.


I’ll conclude with another glowing bouquet of sunlit leaves.


After leaving the Japanese Garden we walked over to the Rose Garden amphitheater, where we had a group picture made. Here we are, the Portland Flingers — what a fun group!

Up next: Fling co-host Loree Bohl’s spikylicious Danger Garden. For a look back at the John Greenlee-designed Westwind Farm Studio gardens, click here.

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Westwind Farm Studio: Portland Garden Bloggers Fling


Both buses filled with 80 hot, tired bloggers bumped into a lavender field at the end of the first touring day of the Garden Bloggers Fling in Portland, Oregon, in mid-July. I tiredly thought, “How nice, a lovely field of lavender.” But what I didn’t realize was that a breathtaking garden awaited just down the hill, perched on an overlook with the hazy, blue undulations of mountains in the distance.


After the appetizer of lavender rows and a hillside stroll through grasses and past olive trees, we paused under a tree where a server stood behind a table, pouring wine. One of our party, a man wearing a straw hat with bouquets of grasses and flowers tucked in the brim, began talking about his recent redesign of sections of the garden. It wasn’t until that moment that I realized ornamental grass expert, nursery owner, and author John Greenlee had been touring with us all day.


I reviewed John’s book The American Meadow Garden in 2011 and am a fan of his inspired work with grasses. Seeing his work in person was a treat.


After admiring the tall grasses of the hillside entry…


…I stepped through the portico between driveway and house…


…and entered the “civilized” house garden, zenlike with the clean, angular lines of a yoga house, swimming pool, and rectangular lawn. All my tiredness fell away as I took in the scene.


A flowery, grassy garden flowing down the slope above the pool, which attracted all eyes except those with their feet in the pool, is anything but zen. I love its frothy exuberance.


Where the lawn abuts the garden, it takes on the look of a mown space in a meadow — a neat trick. Steps lead up from the lawn to a patio with a vine-draped, stacked-boulder fireplace. From there, a path serpentines its way up the slope to a greenhouse and then back down a different route. The garden, said Greenlee, always wants to revert back to forest. It’s a battle to keep it at bay, he told us, in order to create sunny spaces for flowering perennials and meadowy grasses.


I like how boulders are used to “soften” the angular lines of the steps, blending them into the garden and holding soil in place as well.


On the patio, there’s the amiable Jim Peterson, publisher of Garden Design, his wife Val, and Kate, a Portland blogger.


A dahlia-and-sedge vignette by the patio


The view up the slope


And down to the yoga house


A hidden, tea-stained pond surprises amid grasses and ferns.


A small stream tumbles down the hill to feed the pond.


Starting up the hill — shazam! A daylily and lamb’s ear gauntlet!


Jean braves it, as colorfully clothed as the daylilies themselves.


Sweet peas — still blooming in mid-July. I’m used to seeing them in spring in Austin.


Of course our daylilies are mostly done too, but those in the Pacific Northwest were just getting their groove on.


They segue into beebalm, one of my favorites, further up the hill.


A quick peek inside the greenhouse rewarded me with this succulent and cactus combo.


Making my way back down to the pool, I stopped to admire a monumental, rusty steel sculpture placed so as a frame a view of the distant mountains from inside the yoga house. (I wish I’d thought to walk around for that view myself. I only notice it now.)


It color coordinates with the rudbeckia quite nicely.


It’s a pool party!


Though we’re looking at the back of people’s heads, this image gives you a sense of how the uphill garden relates to the pool area.


Turning the other direction, the view opens up to Mother Nature’s garden. The sun-warmed meadow that allows enjoyment of the view is part of Greenlee’s design, which involved clearing out a lot of Douglas fir. There are plenty remaining, he pointed out.


A fiery stand of beebalm attracted not just me…


…but a busy hummingbird as well.


Crocosmia and Russian sage — fire and ice — edge the overlook.


Ghostly eryngium and butter-pat blooms of Jerusalem sage


Looking back, a mown path curves between abundantly planted perennial borders.


A winding drive leads further down the hill, through tawny grasses…


…and Italianesque olives and cypresses (I think?).


Grapes trained along steel arbors are echoed by a blue, steel sculpture of grape leaves. This is part of what makes Westwind a “farm studio,” I expect, along with the lavender field just above. It was a gorgeous and calming end to the first day of the Portland Fling.

Up next: The serenely beautiful Portland Japanese Garden. For a look back at the hillside splendor of Old Germantown Gardens, click here.

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