This spring I planted a meadow next to my house. I had no idea what I was doing. The last time I’d planted herbaceous plants in the ground was in grade school, in my parents vegetable garden. With that dim memory, I took out the grass, prepared the soil, spread the seeds around, and dusted with top dressing. I watered it now and then. And waited, wondering. The mix I’d been gifted didn’t list what plants it contained. A Russian roulette of flowers.
The first to open was a lavender thing. Even the plant apps didn’t know what it was (a friend later ID’d it as Hydrophyllum). Next, bachelor buttons opened. Then red clover. Now I see borage, some tiny poppies, and a frilly leaf that I hope is cosmos.
My micro-meadow planted from an unknown flower mix
Given that the plot is ten feet by five, this is…
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