Evening primrose along the deck. |
There used to be a lot more evening primrose along my deck,
but a few years ago, the woman next door ripped out a bunch of it thinking it
was weeds and the natural privacy screen hasn't fully come back yet. Now that she knows it has pretty little flowers, she has it growing
in several spots in her front flower bed. Last year, I relocated some of it
along my front yard picket fence and it’s taken pretty well. Some of it is
taller than the fence.
The evening primrose looks nice, but the so-called front lawn has
turned into a nightmare. I didn’t mow it during the last yard cut, but it’s had
a growth spurt and is now a meadow of weeds swaying in the breezes. The plan
was to mow over the past weekend, but either the grass was wet from a recent
rain, in the process of becoming wet from a current rain, my hair was behaving
too well to get it all sweaty, or I'm just lazy. Or something.
Supper, aka why I didn't mow tonight. |
In another day or two, the front yard is
going to look like abandoned property (if it doesn’t already). Maybe tomorrow I’ll
get to the yardwork (famous last words).
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