Garden surprises

Lately, we have been finding surprises in the most unexpected places.

We have let our plants, flowers, and weeds (that look like flowers) that are close to the house grow in order to watch the birds, bees, and butterflies enjoy them. We also feed the birds with sunflower seeds, thistle, a corn/seed mix, and suet in our many bird feeders.

Let me just say if you knew us, it would be totally obvious we are not gardeners. Neither Diesel nor I like doing yard work. God waters everything. Anything that doesn’t get rain water I assume doesn’t need it. Whatever the mower doesn’t reach gets to grow. Diesel used to mow right up to the house before, right where the flowers are. It was a long time before we figured out just what we had growing in our yard.

Suffice it to say we were taken by surprise when the thistle began sprouting up earlier this year, having grown from the birds’ food. A few months later, up popped the sunflowers. Then came the most startling development: corn. One lonely stalk of corn rising up out of the dirt, under those feeders.

Now, I’m sure the gardeners out there are laughing their butts off at me right now, knowing this happens and wondering why I was surprised. I don’t know how or why neither Diesel nor I saw this coming. I can’t speak for him, but it honestly never occurred to me that plants would actually blossom from those seeds.

Anyway, whether you knew this happens or not, at least you can enjoy the pictures I took of my pretty flowers. Oh, and while I was out there, a bee was delighting in the blooms, so I snapped a pic of her, too.


Author: stepbackandbreathe33

I am a writer, mother, wife, and fighter in the battle against depression, anxiety, OCD, and PTSD.

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