Yes, I am writing about the trash bins (often found twinned with a recycle bin).
A Fritillaria, pansies, and ornamental grasses adorn this trash bin:
They were not unsightly boxes requiring shrubbery to hide them, nor were they made of ugly materials or painted in standard garbage-can colors. They essentially were stained solid wood planters that just happened to also be receptacles for refuse and recyclables.
Some red-leafed Heuchera add color to this trash bin:
Resident-lawnmower-man thought it strange that I should spend so much time admiring the trash bins, but I thought these were brilliant elements of the garden. Even the trash bin in the Japanese garden had its own unique flair, with muted colors, white pebbles up top, and a bamboo-texture in place of the solid wood frame of the other bins.
I wonder how often they change the flower displays on these garbage cans?
Yes, I took picture of the garbage cans, but if this inspires just one person to beautify their surroundings, I will be happy.
A garbage can display designed for shade:
Decorative element rather than eyesore:
Sometimes thinking of our little town can make me pull my hair out. Surely, people have enough time and energy to keep the place clean and make it a little nicer. I feel like our tax dollars haven't brought much beauty to this place, and I'm not asking for vast gardens of tulips or rows of rhododendrons. I am glad that Patterson park keeps our downtown area green, however. There is a lot of natural beauty here, but especially in this grungy, mud-on-our-cars time of year, I feel like a single one of these Butchart garbage bins exudes more evidence of effort to beautify a location than our entire town can muster. Perhaps we can do better than pick up the empty beer cans and other litter.