Krysztof’s land ‘Yard of the Week’ award
This week's "Yard of the Week" belongs to Mayor Stan and Barbara Krysztof, 721 Lawrence St. A wide variety of textures and colors are in the shrubbery around the Krysztof home in this delightful country setting within the city limits.
As one drives in the driveway, there is a native Kansas post rock with their name carved in it. Bright colored dianthus surround the stone. The view of hay bales in the distant field and a full view of the setting sun create a lovely rural scene.
The two large country gardens that Barbara has planted have been full of bright colors throughout the spring and into summer. The array of old fashioned petunias in shades of white, lavender and deep purple are in their full glory in the vegetable garden. A watermelon vine has come up volunteer and there is a small watermelon on the vine. The green beans have been pulled but peppers and tomatoes are ready to pick.
Grapevines and an apple tree are just beyond the vegetable garden. Perennial phlox line the fence row. The main flower garden is well planned for continual blooming. The chrysanthemums, even though they have been pinched, are early for everyone it seems this summer. Barbara's chrysanthemums are no exception. She has several rows showing early color.
The garden comes to a rise in the middle and a beautiful row of lythrum (loosestrife) grows in the top area above the mums. A large buddleia (butterfly) bush growing on the end is almost the same color. The coreopsis and moonbeam coreopsis mix with the daisies, spicy carnations and gazania (treasure flower.) Taking over after the early carnations are bright dianthus in several colors. Next are daylilies, a mock orange bush and red zinnias. On the lower tier of the garden on both sides are brightly colored marigolds of the smaller variety. In the middle of the garden is a large birdbath with a rock placed in the deeper part for the birds to perch upon. Barbara says she picked up this rock and liked it because it looks like a toad. Tiger lilies surround the birdbath. It was interesting to see this flowerbed up close because as one drives by there is always color. We had wondered what types of flowers were planted in it.
The yard has a wide variety of trees. There are maple, hackberry, flowering crabs, red buds, Bradford pear, a river birch, pin oak and red oak trees. The back porch is surrounded by interesting shrubbery, hostas, ribbon grass, live-for-ever and holly. The most unusual bush was a cranberry bush. Barbara said it had pretty white flowers in the spring and now there are red berries that the birds will enjoy later on. The porch has planters of petunias and geraniums, pink and red, full of lovely blooms.
The front of the house has a porch with a swing, glider and chairs. This area and the deck-porch both look like a good place to enjoy a summer's evening sitting outdoors. At the front corner of the house are ajuga, moonbeam coreopsis, a miniature rose, sedums, a hydrangea and two Alberta spruce. Barbara's iris bed is beneath the windows on the side of the house. She remarked that their wonderful fragrance comes right into the house when the windows are open in the spring. A little Dutch boy and girl, an angel birdbath and a boy and girl reading are among the statuary in a small corner by the porch.
The Krysztofs both enjoy flowers but Barbara is the one who plants the flowerbeds. Stan is in charge of mowing and trimming. Their home sets a fine example for Baldwin City with a yard that is colorful, well maintained and a joy to drive by and see its changing beauty. It is a challenge to have a flowerbed that changes with the seasons from spring to summer and on into the fall. Barbara has accomplished this with her lovely flowerbeds. I learned a lot from my visit to her garden about planning a flowerbed in order to have continual blooms to enjoy through all the gardening season. Barbara told us about how a farm background and parents who enjoyed growing flowers and vegetables have influenced her love of flowers.
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Whatever a man's age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-colored flower in his buttonhole. Mark Twain