- I don't like hard work.
- I don't enjoy sweating.
- My yard is full of clay soil and rocks.
- The sun seeking plants that I love just die in my yard because I have too much shade.
- My lawn mower is broken.
- Did I mention that I don't like hard work?
But I was drawn out into my rocky, weed infested, leaf strewn back yard this afternoon because it is an absolutely beautiful day here today. In the lieu of "real" flowers I photographed weeds. You know they really are beautiful. Maybe I should just learn to be content with my overgrown weedy yard.
Don't these petals look like fine silk fringe?
And if you squint this could be a ball of gossamer fairy wings.
What do you think? Could this lichen be sheltering some magical creature under it's surfeit of curly gray-green umbrellas?
From an ant's perspective it is easy to imagine this tree might touch the sky.
Alas, one gardener for hire please!