Bring out your dead... daisies. Ugh, weeding is back-breaking work!
When I first planted daisies I was excited. They're so sweet. And they'll look so cute.
The first year they came up I was excited. How darling. Daisies!
The next year. Wow, look at that, more daisies!
And then, like the Star Trek Tribbles, they took over the world. I'd look out my window and think, I'd better do something about those daisies. Then I'd think, yes, but I have other things I need to do. And soon I was living in daisy land. All my other plants were buried in a field of daisies and suddenly they just weren't so sweet any more. And dealing with the mess hasn't been fun, let me tell you.
The first year they came up I was excited. How darling. Daisies!
The next year. Wow, look at that, more daisies!
And then, like the Star Trek Tribbles, they took over the world. I'd look out my window and think, I'd better do something about those daisies. Then I'd think, yes, but I have other things I need to do. And soon I was living in daisy land. All my other plants were buried in a field of daisies and suddenly they just weren't so sweet any more. And dealing with the mess hasn't been fun, let me tell you.
I guess there's a moral in all this. Remember the old saying, a stitch in time saves nine? Well, now I know what that saying means. It took a long, hot, sweaty afternoon to reduce the daisy population at my place and find the other flowers that had been cowering under their mighty shadow. And I've only begun to pull. Maybe I've learned my lesson now. Do those little jobs before they turn into big chores!
But in between all the yard work there's always time to enjoy a butterfly visit.
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