Sounds like a perfect canvas. Let’s layer the old iron skeletons first, then carefully paint in the green that crawls up, keeping the edges sharp so the history doesn’t bleed into the new. I’ll guard the layers, don’t let anyone mix them without my permission. It’ll be quiet, but the place will speak louder than any waterfall ever could.

I’ll start with a few hardy lichens and a stripe of old‑tree moss that cling to iron, then layer a light green of ivy that won’t overtake the edges. I’ll use a fine liner brush for the metal lines and a masking tape trick so the paint stays where it belongs. The contrast will show the old steel next to the new life, a quiet reminder that resilience can grow right where the past still holds. If you can bring some reclaimed metal panels or a small garden kit, that’d keep the vibe authentic.