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I was going to do another ‘Remembering 2006’ post, when I ran across this image:

That area is shaping up nicely after a couple years. Eupatorium, Solidago (mostly ‘native’), ornamental grass. There’s also a nice patch of tallish Veronica that flowers in there earlier in the season, and a Molinia ‘Skyracer’ in there that’s still too small to have much impact.

But I noticed that the post and deer fencing is still pretty funky looking. If you look just to the right of the cornerpost, though, you can see an 8-foot-tall Eupatorium that did it’s first season in the vegetable garden. Here it is from the other side:

I think that joepye weed just found it’s home.

Shorter firefly:

… for things that get rained and snowed on, buffeted by wind, tickled by earthworms, munched on by aphids, and pooped on by birds, I’m supposed to tie on my frilly apron (or, judging by the ‘glamour shots,’ perhaps one with fringe and rhinestones), tuck my garden ‘housekeeping’ basket under my arm, and gyrate through the garden “pruning, cutting back, trimming, and, of course, deadheading” so everything sparkles and blooms, even when it’s supposed to be asleep?

Uh, I don’t think so.

Read the rest.

Granted, if I was still on a city lot? I’d probably be pruning, cutting back, trimming, and, of course, deadheading.

I also loved Eric Grissell’s Insects and Gardens, which I’d sum up in rhyme:

Don’t be
So OCD.