- Obviously not tidied up for your visit. Sheet metal behind shed, red garbage can in front of shed, power cord (we’re doing a lot of non-gardening projects this summer) and half-full bag of potting soil that’s been out on the picnic table for weeks. Oh, yes, and the ubiquitous weeds.)
If a picture’s worth a thousand words, these may give an idea of how it’s been this year, starting a new magazine. While the garden is rarely picture-perfect some things have really gone to hell, and that’s okay.
Yes, it is ironic that my magazine is a garden writing magazine and this is the state of things this year, the worst it’s ever been. All I say is please consider the shoemaker’s children.
Thanks, Amy Stewart of Garden Rant
for being the inspiration to let it all hang out today. I got the camera, ran outside and documented the chaos. I feel much better.
The back view, just as shocking. I did try pouring boiling water on a few weeds (a.k.a. purslane crop) in the bricks, once, but didn't have the heart to continue. Besides, it didn't work very well. I've hand pulled and used a hoe a few times, then gave up.
Oh, it looks a little better up close! Self-seeded blue mist spirea, wild sunflowers, clary sage, Hopi Red Dye, lamb's ear . . . hmmm, actually Mother Nature planted everything but the snapdragons.
Self-seeded morning glories, rose, ornamental bathtub cabbage (hastily added two weeks ago), weeds, random tomato cages, misc. junque, etc.
Welcome to the JUNGLE, Baby! If you're not a weed, or a blue mist spirea, or Virginia creeper, you're probably gonna die... This was a very sweet red sandstone gravel path, now it's Honey Bee & Weed Alley--not necessarily a bad thing.
The lovely thing about gardening is that you can always make a pledge to do better next year.