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A Living Dry River Bed

What the heck is a living dry river bed? I made it up; well sort of. I call it living because I have plants alongside it and within the pot. It isn't just rocks waiting on water to bring it to life. The rest is self-explanatory as far as the dry river bed. 

I obtained the rocks from doing a passion project for my neighbor. I claim passion projects as being gardening projects I complete out of my love for it, getting nothing in return except the satisfaction of seeing the end-result. She had large stones that circled trees in her yard. She wanted them removed so the mowers could do their job efficiently and also she just wanted them removed. Score for me!

The path was outlined using string. 

I laid out the stones on each side then filled in the space with rocks.

I placed a broken terra cotta pot (discounted from the local hardware store) at the beginning of the bed where a downspout lay. I planted a blue lithodora plant inside the pot positioning it for a waterfall effect. 

I planted irises & crocus bulbs along the outside borders of the stone path.

I kept several blue beer bottles in my garden shed, shattered them, and poured them within the river bed for the effect of a water stream. I placed glow in the dark gravel along the path, but I don't think that works too well. I really didn't see anything glowing. I also placed blue glass stones within the same path for a shimmery effect upon the sun hitting the space. Where the plant fell from the pot I placed more broken glass and stones. 
dry river bed
blue lithodora plant

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    1. Thanks, CPlenty! I appreciate that! It was indeed a really fun project and especially of something I've always wanted to do!

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