I generally prefer my gardens unfurnished. No statues or windchimes, no mirror balls. That way I can pretend I live on a high lonely hill, looking out. This isn’t an actively narrated pretense, just the kind that mutters when denied.
But summer beats fictions. Live outside we must, cook outside we will. You gotta sit down.
Outdoor furnishings vary between geographies, I assume. In cold climates you either cover or store your stuff, in winter, right? In the South, do you use outdoor furnishing much, or just stay inside in the air conditioning? You can tell, I’m a big baby about heat and humidity. By the sea, you’re thinking about wind, sun, salt. How about the desert? The mountains?
I do know the San Francisco Bay Area, and our particular sort of climate. We don’t need to bring anything inside for the winter. We buy stuff that can get rained on, we call it a day. And, notably, in the summer, it’s often too cool in the evenings to eat outside unless you’ve got the perfect spot.
That’s my spot, above, at the back of our house on an overcast morning. It’s mostly shaded, and too cool for dinners unless our marine layer takes the week off. I have loved that bench, over the years. I sit on the patio watching the light change on hydrangeas. (I might need a cushion, these days, so my body can allow my mind some peace.)
I definitely need a grill. Although it’s too cool to eat outside, it’s perfect weather for cooking. We recently bought this, small, from Weber. One of those things you might as well source online unless you’ve got a very big car to bring it home.
But that dumb old white table has to go. I think I’d like something small, round, wooden, to quasi-match the bench? It’d have to be sustainably grown and harvested, the earth needs rain forests and so do we. This one is acacia, and I like Savafieh’s responsibility statement.
If yes, I’d need a muted cushion. Serenity can survive only so much burn. Or, wait?
I think I also want to put a plant in the corner. Something green, to pick up the dwarf maple. My fuchsia grouping is on the right, out of frame. I’ll get the patio power-washed this month, now that the trees are trimmed.
And finally, because Sturdy Gals with over-sensitive aesthetics care , I recently replaced my cheap and ugly bright aqua hoses with wonderful black rubber ones. Discreet, non-kinking, perfect for their task and the landscape. Less toxic than PVC. Seriously.
It’s all in the details guys, whether you like yours abundant or minimal.
What do your outdoor furnishings look like? Exuberant? Matching? Themed? Or, like mine, what we might politely term, “organic,” or, another forgiving adjective, “unfussy?”
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