In our front yard, we have some grass along with some weeds. In our back yard we have weeds. If it weren't for the weeds there would be no greenery.
It's my opinion that weeds are whatever someone considers a plant they don't want at any particular time. I'm sure some of the flowers we consider weeds today were at one time popular plants that were appreciated and cultivated. Some of the plants we prize today may someday be considered weeds.
If a rose bush started growing in the middle of the fairway on a famous golf course, you can bet it would be pulled out. It would be considered a weed on that carefully manicured lawn.
I have never been fussy about manicured grassy lawns. Sure, they look nice, but there are so many more important things to get worked up about.
Now, I positively love weeds. It's what we have and they more or less keep our hill from eroding. so bring them on.
The birds we work to attract into the yard plant many of our variety of weeds, and we do have a variety.
We currently have pink, blue, purple and white flowered weeds blooming. I'm sure some of them are causing my sore throat and my eyes to itch, but that's OK.
There is one weed that is trying to choke out my butterfly garden. It grows very fast and spreads even faster. I try to pull it whenever I see it getting a foothold. In July, however, it has a pretty deep blue and yellow flower and Rob always mentions how pretty it is. One person's weed is another person's pretty flower.
So let's hear it for weeds. They add some color and variety to life.
I actually planted this vine and it has been struggling to get going for a couple years. I don't think we have the right soil or weather conditions for it to thrive. Maybe it's because Norma Jean likes to play with the vine and pulls it off the deck several times a year.
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