Garden Gates and Welcoming Doors

Build the entrance high and proud,
Darkening and eke brightening,
Of a riven thunder-cloud
Veinëd with the lightning.
Use one with an iris-stain
For the door within,
Turning to a sound like rain
As we enter in.From House of Clouds (below) Elizabeth Barrett Browning 1841
Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Crape Myrtle creates stunning welcome.

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Charming entrance with Mahonia, Oak Leaf Hydrangea and Apspidistra (cast iron plant)

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Classic pediment door

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Pediment door with fern urns.

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Agave with cedars, cotoneaster and lantana.

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Garden Gate with Barberry

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Containers at door.

Dallas Texas Landscaping Entrance and Doors

Cedars and Red Rocket Shrub Roses

Oak-Tree-Landscape-Design-Texas-Dallas-Barberry-

Sheared Barberry.  Consider, would full size Loropetalum allowed to grow in its natural state not have been a better choice PLUS no pruning, with dwarf loropetalum in the small round bed in front?  I think so.

Unpruned Loropetalum allowed to grow to its natural size and state.

Unpruned Loropetalum allowed to grow to its natural size and state.

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Lovely garden gate and mailbox in brick column on the left.  What I love here is that there is no high maintenance.  No pruning and shearing required.

 

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Gates

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Gates

Gates

Green Japanese Maple

Gates

Gates

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

Artemeisa Gates and Doors

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

Gates and Doors

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

Gates

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors Container Gardening Blue Vines and Gates

 

 

Charming Architecture in Texas

Charming Architecture in Texas

Texas Charming Architecture

Texas Charming Architecture – Fatsia planted at entrance

Salvia Greggii with Rosemary

Salvia Greggii with Rosemary


Container with Ajuga ground cover

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

Gates and Doors

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

Gates

Dallas Landscaping Lee Ann Torrans Garden Gates and Doors

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Tulip Tree

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE HOUSE OF CLOUDS. [Athenaeum, 1841]
BY ELIZABETH B. BARRETT.

I would build a cloudy house
For my thoughts to live in,
When for earth too fancy-loose,
And too low for heaven.
[5] I sleep, and talk my dream aloud,
I build it fair to see—
I build it on the moonlit cloud,
To which I looked with thee.

Cloud-walls of the morning’s grey,
[10] Faced with amber column,
Crowned with crimson cupola
From a sunset solemn—
For casements, from the valley fetch
May-mists glimmering,—
[15] With a sunbeam hid in each,
And a smell of spring.

Build the entrance high and proud,
Darkening and eke brightening,
Of a riven thunder-cloud
[20] Veinëd with the lightning.
Use one with an iris-stain
For the door within,
Turning to a sound like rain
As we enter in.

[25] For the fair hall reached thereby
Walled with cloudy whiteness,
Take the blue place in the sky,
Wind-worked into brightness—
Whence corridores and long degrees
[30] Of cloud-stairs wind away—
Till children wish upon their knees,
They walkëd where they pray.

Be my chamber tapestried
With the showers of summer,
[35] Close and silent, glorified
When the sunbeams come there—
Sudden harpers, harping on
Every drop as such,—
Drawing colours like a tune,
[40] Measured to the touch.

Bring a shadow green and still
From the chesnut forest—
Bring a purple from the hill
When the heat is sorest,—
[45] Spread them out from wall to wall,
Carpet-wove around;
And thereupon the foot shall fall
In light instead of sound.

Bring a grey cloud from the east
[50] Where the lark was singing—
Something of the song at least
Lost not in the bringing,—
And that shall be a morning chair
For poet-dreams,—when with them
[55] No verse constraint—the floating air
Their only, lovely rhythm.

Bring the red cloud from the sun—
While he sinketh, catch it,—
Bring it for a couch, with one
[60] Side-long star to watch it—
Fit for a poet’s finest thought,
At curfew time, to lean;
When things invisible are brought
More near him than the seen.

[65] Poet’s thought, not poet’s sigh!—
Alas! they come together!
Cloudy walls divide and fly
As if in April weather.
Hall, corridore, and column proud—
[70] My chamber fair to see—
All pass—except that moonlit cloud
To which I looked with thee.

Let them!– Wipe such visionings
From the fancy’s cartel;
[75] Love secures some frailest things,
Dowered with his immortal.
Suns, moons may darken—heaven be bowed,—
But here unchanged shall be,
Here in my soul—that moonlit cloud,
[80]To which I looked with thee.

Text: Athenaeum, 21 August 1841, p. 643.
By-Line: Elizabeth B. Barrett.