|Jacob's Ladder brightly blooming in a thicket of weeds.|
And, subsequently abandoned when I turned the house into a rental property.
|Sassy little Columbine says: Hell no! We won't go! (Refusing to accept defeat from the weeds.)|
So thick and gnarly that it was just overwhelming in the beginning. I roto-tilled a lot of it.
But, before I did that, I hand dug around all of the green shoots that I recognized as ''Friends" (aka welcome perennials) vs. "Enemies" (aka nasty ass weeds.)
|Heirloom Bearded Iris|
One glance at the leaf structure and I can tell... Hey! You're not a weed! You're a Columbine! Or, Jacob's Ladder... Or, Centaurea... All of whom have survived, for 12 long years, without one ounce of TLC from me.
I suppose they did that because our weather has been freakishly hot, then cold, with a few hellacious hail storms thrown in for good measure. And, HD doesn't offer a money back guarantee on annuals. As they do with perennials. At least in my town.
|Dame's Rocket: popular with Swallowtail Butterflies|