Helping Darwin

I can hardly believe my luck, still no snow! I finally hauled my procrastinating rear outside yesterday to do some serious autumn yard work. (To be fair, I had done a teensy bit several days before, not that you could tell by looking.) Spending the day outside reminded me that I actually love working in the yard, but I always feel that I’m not allowed to do it until all my other jobs are caught up. And when was the last time that happened? 1997 maybe? So I’m now changing that mindset… There, changed. My lovely, kind neighbor with a gazillion prolific perennials all over her immaculate yard was doing some (more) fall transplanting and invited me over for some digs. She is so nice.

 

These are only part of the spoils. I came home with hens and chicks, bachelor buttons, chives, yellow sedum, pink yarrow, vinca, a kind of thyme I can’t remember but is different than mine, and other stuff that I will only remember when it blooms next spring. Score! I love that lady. Most of these plants are considered quite hardy, so should hold their own in the Darwinian climate of our flower beds.

My very favorite part of the day though, was watching the kids work along side their dad and wondering how I got so lucky.

Bad shot, but see that pile of sticks? Goodbye sunflower forest. See ya next year. (Redneck vehicles in the background are our neighbors’, thankyouverymuch!)

I’ve got a bit more yard work to do this week, weather permitting. I realize global warming is generally considered a bad thing, but I wouldn’t mind a couple more November days just like this. (And that was just a joke! C’mon!)