Sunday, 1 September 2013

Sunday; beautiful weeds;

Do not tell me this is not absolutely beautiful!

A weed is a plant a flower... seed

In my wild garden Ageratum makes a blue carpet, food for many insects.

I can not say they are unloved.

I do not mind weeding; on the knees one gets very close to the soil. It feels a bit like being part of it.
A tiny bug with big feelers scuttles quickly out of the way, I hear myself talking to it;  I wonder what Sigmund Freud's psychoanalysis would be...seriously!

©Photos my garden/Text Ts


  1. You talk to the bugs , I talk to the plants. I don't know who is the silliest. A weed is a plat growing in the wrong place. The carpet of blue looks good, weed or not.