I began my summer exercise program today, which consists of mowing at least once a week. Under normal conditions, it takes at least an hour to mow both front and back. One time I used a pedometer to count steps, or miles, but no longer remember the numbers.
For some reason the henbit is having a glorious season this year. Now, henbit is kind of attractive when it’s out in a pasture, and it looks like a wave of lavender. But when I have to walk through a crop that’s 18 inches to get from one place to another—forget it! It holds moisture and I get wet.
Every year, I am always surprised when I come across this little patch of muscari hyacinths. I didn’t plant them. They have bloomed every year since this house was put here, and every year, I wonder where they came from. And, yes, I do know about birds!
Something else that suddenly cropped up a few years ago is hairy vetch. This is a good plant in that it is a legume and enriches the soil. But it clings to everything, and I would be happy to let it go somewhere else.
Maybe you can tell from this post that yards with perfectly manicured lawns are not really important to me. In fact, I mostly think that they are a huge waste of resources. If I could, I’d plant a prairie of native grasses and wildflowers.
I will be weighing some skeins of yarn tonight while vegetating in front of the TV. I hope to mordant tomorrow and do some natural dyes. I have been inspired to do this again, after a long hiatus. There’s a big container of handspun and other “specialty” yarns that will be used for this project.