With a gate, the garden feels more like an enclosure, a sanctuary, a quiet retreat separate from the rest of the yard. I imagined opening the gate, going into the garden, and having the gate close behind me, as though I'd entered a room.
With my vegetable garden already surrounded on three sides by a privacy fence, and then closed off half way across on the open side by a grape arbor, all I really needed was a gate and something to close off the other half of the open side, to complete my dream.
Today, I got the gate, built and installed by a local craftsman. It is one of a kind, made of cedar.
It's exactly what I imagined.
To the right is the grape arbor, as impenetrable as any fence, meaning that of course rabbits can freely run through it, but I can't. I have to go through the gate.
On the other side of the gate, there's a small shrub planted next to the gate to mirror a shrub on the other side that was already there. The rest of that border will be filled with red and gold raspberries, already planted this spring. I'll run wires between those posts to hold up the raspberry canes and then no one can walk through there, either, except of course, the rabbits.
(Yes, the grass is that dry. We might be setting a record for the driest July on record, though we did get some rain last night. And even if we don't set a record for driest July, we may well set a record in five days for most number of consecutive 90 F or above days in a row.)
But forget the hot days, the lack of rain... I've got a gate now!