Inspired by another local mom and blogger, I spent a good amount of time last Friday weeding in the backyard. I hadn’t done it for weeks, really, and it was pretty scary. There were stalks of some weedy plants that rose higher than my children’s heads, and there were those creepy, thin plants that must be the scrawny relation to crabgrass because they behave in the same way. No dandelions right now, however.
I had been in a little bit of a zone with the weeding when I stopped short. Two lovely caterpillars* were creeping up (what I assumed to be) some weeds. They weren’t moving, and I briefly considered capturing them and helping them to become butterflies in our home. I settled on calling the kids over to check them out. In hindsight, I probably should have taken them indoors because I don’t know how they would have survived the winds and rain that started just a couple of hours later.
Weeding is so much more difficult than my Brooklyn-living self ever dreamed. Pruning is also a tough job. Unfortunately, I tend to put both of these chores off which makes it that much more grunt-worthy when I finally MUST tackle them. The wonderful part of spending time “de-cluttering” the garden is getting up-close and personal with the plants and the suburban wildlife. After weeding around two smaller bushes, I noticed this plant that has yet to blossom:
I’m looking forward to that now. Hopefully, it won’t be another two weeks before I get out there to check on how things are blooming.
* I only noticed that there were actually three when I downloaded the top photograph.