In a lot of ways, I am an excellent designer, but one thing holds me back from ever being great: I have no sense of measurement. Every time I picture a space I intend to fill in, it becomes much larger than it really is in my imagination. My garden for example was no exception to the rule. I dreamed about it day and night throughout the year; winter slowly turned to spring and summer to fall. In the end I would always say that I would transform it my way this year. I would design a pathway, and then I would set up a waterfall, and fill up the garden by growing quite a few species of uncommon and exotic flowers. And in the end, I would add a wrought iron garden gate to the front entrance.

The fact is, I have always loved to have wrought iron gates and doors. Even since I was a little boy, as a matter of fact, I always remember dreaming of living in a fortress. I suppose numerous kids of my age did, and in many ways my dreams were typical of my age group, nothing strange. The difference was though that instead of dreaming normal things you have in castle like a portcullis, I imagined having a wrought iron door at the front. What was stranger I imagined it to be so huge that only a giant was able to open it, and for that reason I would have one person personally employed for the purpose of opening it. I remember trying to persuade my dad to install a wrought iron gate on our house, imagining that it was as huge as the castle of my dreams. The crucial thing is that it seems that, during the years my imagination has never grown a sense of proportion.

Going back to my fantasy garden, my wrought iron garden gates were as oversized as the iron door of my dreams. I had pictured not one but two wrought iron garden gates, big enough for at least two or three people to enter at the same time. When I regained my attention at the barren space again, nevertheless, I suddenly realized that I would have no room even for the smallest wrought iron garden gate they sold at the store. Even if I could manage to install it, it would look obviously tight. The conclusion was that having something so enormous and grand in such a tiny and confined space would never create the right effect.

Despite all this, I was resolute and convinced that this could be done, and I knew that I had to have wrought iron garden gates in one way or the other. I decided I could dispose of some of the flower beds, even give up the waterfall feature, but the wrought iron gate had to be placed in the garden! In the end after laboriously working on the project, I essentially designed it in such a way that it was to be placed in the inside of the garden. The latter had a kind of ante-chamber, and once you pass it, you are faced by the wrought iron garden gates. It was a little bit forced, but I was still quite pleased with it. Who wouldn't be?

That’s why I recommend all the lovers of wrought iron furniture to do the same thing even though the proportion of the gate will be definitely smaller!