see the flowers, and not the weeds.
Possibly, but since the week before The Wedding, when we had a stretch of very hot and wet weather, the tough New Jersey weeds -- who have a very powerful union and are ruthless about muscling in where they are not wanted -- have pretty much taken over.
I am not exaggerating.
Avert your eyes if you are squeamish about these things.
Let's see... what is in this border?
The bleeding heart foliage is slowly yellowing, as are other spring greens.
Some of those newish annuals that look like tiny petunias are managing to eke out an existence,
and the daises up top are in bloom, although they're duking it out with some
giant spiny weedy sticky guys that I am afraid to even touch.
There are yellow daylilies in there somewhere,
and look carefully to see some geraniums gasping for air:
One geranium is doing all right, fending off its weedy neighbors.
But this poor little rose bush is surrounded by the enemy.
The hydrangeas on top of the stone wall did not do well this year. So sad -- not enough blooms to cut for inside!
But next to the house, the goofy flat-headed hydrangea is doing respectably well,
although not up to its usual full-to-the-brim performance.
These are among the more goofy-looking members of the hydrangea family.
Next to these fellows, there used to be a big, lush border of Black-eyed Susans.
Sadly, over-eager Fall cleanup help, and big clomping painters' boots this spring has made that just a memory.
Dirt, weeds, and a few scraggly plants.
I would show you what this used to look like, but you might weep.
We don't have much in the way of tomato plants this year,
but the two we do have are prolific. And their fruit keeps ending up in the grass, half eaten.
I didn't turn this one over, but I guarantee you would find little animal teeth marks on the other side.
Not made by snapdragons!
We have loads of ferns.
And among them, some summer stock.
Peek for the pink and you'll find it.
And speaking of summer stock -- or at least summer theater --
I've got a post coming up tomorrow or Friday about theater in New York City,
and how an old dress of mine is making its Off-Broadway debut!
Meanwhile, I have not really made peace with the weeds, as they are not here to do good deeds,
but are intent on choking out the plants we want to thrive. So, when the cellar project is finished
(tomorrow) and the weather turns cool enough that I can bear to wear garden gloves,
I'll pick up my sword and shield,
and go tilt at weeds!
Meanwhile, I'll just look at this little bit of the view:
Fresh paint, and soft floozy flowers.
It's Outdoor Wednesday at A Southern Daydreamer. Visit Susan -- click here!
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Visit Sue at It's A Very Cherry World! for Wednesday is Rednesday -- click here!
My Reds? My flowers! My whites? My Daisies, and my newly-painted-white house!
It's going to take me awhile to get used to the house being white;
I don't recognize it when I'm driving down the street. Doh! -- Cass