Most mornings, chances are good Ed Badger is tending to the gardens.

What a visual pleasure these flower and vegetable creations are — the joint effort of Ed and wife, Regina. At their Neshannock Township home, annuals and perennials blend in perfectly with the woodsy, natural background covering two acres.

With Ed using his carpentry skills, additions including a patio, brick steps, a pond and sheds emphasize and flatter the basics. Flowers of different colors and sizes tumble or drape from pots and planters, resulting in a colorful artist’s gallery of blossoms.

A welcoming sign ascending the driveway is the lovely Rose of Sharon. Farther along are tiger lilies and a 20-year-old plant called black snakenut, which ironically has white blooms. Regina said that according to native American Indian legend, the wildflower supposedly has magical or healing powers.

A solid tree line frames nearly three sides of the property, and one pine tree extends 50 or 60 feet into the air. A rhododendron bush the width of a refrigerator and tall coneflowers mixed in with tiny blooms strike a great balance. Further along a lone red rose bid good-bye to its season

“Everything is natural,” Regina said, explaining that they use no pesticides.

Back here, butterflies are free, hummingbirds have a smorgasbord of flowers to partake of for nectar and birds patrol the gardens for unwelcome critters.

Separate gardens are actually extension of one another. The Japanese garden near the front of the house features stones representing water.

“The small ones indicate a calm flow and the big rocks are for rapids,” Regina said.

Altogether, there are eight Japanese lanterns, a bench, blue hosta and other blooms in this “low-maintenance” section.

We moved to another garden to see calla in white, pink and yellow, and spider flowers. Sundials and ceramic alligators enhance the settings.

If there’s a centerpiece to this table of planti-ful menu, it is the pond built by these retired teachers. Twenty or so goldfish swim carefree and lily pads form an ornamental canopy. Regina scattered fish food into the water, and feeding time commenced. The soothing pond, from which a gentle waterfall spills, uses a pump.

“I like to sit on the bench at the edge of the pond and just watch,” Regina said.

With the sun emitting oven-like temperatures, I craved shade but wasn’t finished looking at a side garden where sturdy gladiolas ruled liked a dynasty near impatiens, astra, amazingly large hosta and bluegrass. Yellow lilies were planted to hide the stump of a tree Ed cut down. Ingenious thinking.

Deeper into the back yard were four rows of plump and pretty red raspberries and Ed’s 20-foot-by-40-foot vegetable garden — a produce store in itself. In late July, the sweet corn had tassels and the green beans were staked on poles.