The weeds are whipping me.
I was going to take a little walk of my cottage garden and post it as a video, but I am too ashamed! (blush)
You know how you walk through the garden and your mind's eye sees the finished product and not what is actually there? My mind's eye was gracious enough to disappear last night. Holy smokes.
Let's start with the good.
The Walker's Low catmint explodes, then I whack it all off, then it explodes again. It's terribly pretty.
This was a pleasant surprise in the Mailbox Garden! Somebody had sent me some Gaillardia seeds (I have since lost the label) which I felt indebted to sow. I don't usually like the normal orange/red combo, but this one bloomed and is a lovely rusten-red. Yes, rusten-red is an imaginary word, but that's what is it.
I may or may not have stuck my tongue back out at this unknown daylily.
The bees were busy-busy-busy at the Butterfly Bush last night. The purple one is nearly ready to open, but the pink one has a few days to go yet. I haven't seen any butterflies at them yet, but plenty of bees and hummingbirds!
I know monarda can take over a garden quickly, but who can resist this striking color? It shot up at least a foot and a half taller than last year. I know it's going to outgrow its spot sooner than I think.
Overall, I'm very happy with the progress of the Vegetable Garden. I've decided that while I *love* the creativeness that the beds afford, I hate the fact that they are much harder to weed. The half that is Old School Rows is much easier to maintain.
Now for the bad:
Actually, I consider this one of the "good" weeds because I can pull it out with barely a tug. I'm not even going to honor the nasty roots-to-China weeds with the dignity of a photo.
Weeding by Suffocation: the Lazy Gardener's Handbook.
I spy...grass infested Hollyhocks functioning as a nightclub for slugs and aphids. Drat.
The shasta daisies are hitting the trashcan after they flower. I've had them for four years, and they haven't improved. I keep giving them the benefit of the doubt that next year they'll look better... but they have used up all of their chances.
Let's not forget the downright ugly:
And the moral of the story? Just like people, radishes should wear sunscreen.
Thanks to the Patient Gardener for hosting this humbling End of the Month View meme!