Weed Welcome

Talents come in many forms.  I seem to have a natural talent for growing weeds.  Some may say this comes from my inherent laziness, and yes that plays a factor.  However a larger factor is my fascination with what grows in my yard, naturally.

My house came with lovely gardens, fully planted with, almost exclusively as it happens, poisonous plants.  I found this amusing.  Their blooms were delightful surprises all the first year we lived here.  In my intelligence I have added even more toxic plants over the years. We bloom delightfully from March through September or so, every year, the same flowers in the same places.

My weeds though, being capricious little plants, grow as they please and where they please. I encourage this. I let them grow to their full potential and some have proved quite amazing. My husband was annoyed when he was weeding one day and I told him  "NO!"  Don't pull the violets, I like them.  I put them there from the lawn."  "Why?" he asked.  "They have beautiful flowers and grow into large leafy ground cover with heart shaped leaves.  I like them"  "But they are weeds."  "Only in the lawn, dear.  I invited them here."

He and I agree on that point.  A weed is only something that is uninvited. (I know a lot of people who might qualify under that status.  An Australian friend of mine used to say "That guy is such a little weed.").  A rosebush in a corn field is a weed.

Weeds in my garden have included, wild daisies, wild snapdragons, thistles, grasses, millet, sunflowers, lots and lots of black walnut trees (silly squirrels) butterfly bushes, at least three each year,  and many others plants that I cannot name.

Amonsgt the nameless are the weeds in the photos below.  Note that these three magnificent plants are about eight feet tall.  My hubby is chomping at the bit to kill them, but I am thrilled and have pleaded for their mercy until the go fully to seed. I have to admire their exuberance.

Perhaps that is the secret of my fondness for weeds.  I admire something that grows so well where it is unwelcome.  I also love the sheer surprise.  We all have times when we feel we do not fit in.  Be like these weeds; grow tall and bloom. Surprise the world out of its' old order to introduce your unexpectedness, joy and energy. Admire a "weed, "  know the "weed, "  be the weed."

Note the car which is right behind them;
the fence is is just over four feet tall.

 

 

                                                                              

          A completely different, giant plant.