Creative Writing and unfinished business…
June 17, 2014 § 14 Comments
some weeds in my garden
make it look –
Tagged: flower garden, haiku, poetry, weeds
You remember what Emerson said about weeds! 🙂 Seems like a lot of wildflowers are considered weeds, which is sad. I mean, who determines which flowers are weeds and which are desirable?
Absolutely, my friend. When I had the farm we planted wild flower meadows – it was easy becos there was so much space to let things be wild. Here its different: just two gardens and a yard. I grow lots of ‘wild’ flowers’ in between the rest, and it looks much more natural. I draw the line at dandelions and nettles though 🙂
I don’t think anyone cares for the poor dandelions (except for those who make dandelion wine, perhaps?) Nettles–don’t they sting? Yeah, I wouldn’t want those around either.
I was going to say exactly the same as Miranda! I agree too – wild is good!
Even necessary… 🙂
Some of my favourite garden flowers are weeds….beautiful Campanula, floating foxgloves and foamy lady’s mantle to name a few 🙂
Hmm. You sound like a weed gardener just like me! Or do I mean wild flower nurturer? My garden is full of feverfew at the moment. Generous drifts of pure white. And then there’s the flax I sowed a few years ago. It self seeds, and is the colour of a clear summer sky. And then… 🙂
Oh yes I’ve got both of those too! Let’s stick with wildflower nurturers shall we 🙂
We have patches of weeds in our yard with such pretty flowers that at some points in the year we mow around them. It’s good to know we aren’t alone.
What a lovely thing to do.
Thank you for the persuasive support for shifting perspective, Rachael. Wise words and lovely image–would love to see your grounds…they sound heavenly. xo
Teehee. Truth is, Chloe, I’m a lazy gardener…xx
i know… i know… some weeds have such pretty flowers 🙂
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