Some sort of bee...
It's always busy around the sunflowers, but last night I noticed that things seem busier than usual. I had hoped to capture a finch on film, but was more than happy to settle for all these different kinds of beetles and bees, finding exactly what they wanted in the sunflowers that grow wild.
I appreciate the fact that a garden, though cultivated, still remains quite wild. I can't (and don't want to) control the pollinators. I can't control the pests. (Well, maybe I could, but I choose not to - they leave plenty for me.) I control for water, but not for sun and heat. And though I control what I plant, there are always volunteers. I don't bother to buy tomatillos - plenty will come up from last year's crop. The same is true of dill, cilantro, and cherry tomatoes. Today I even found a volunteer petunia in a vegetable bed. I guess I shouldn't be surprised - I regularly have a favorite pink salvia that grows there. The weeds, of course, I can count on to self-sow - I just try to keep the numbers down.
Another major self-sower? The mimosa tree - I have lots of volunteers. They're difficult to transplant, though...I appreciate the person who potted the one that now graces our back yard. She has always been a skillful gardener - and I appreciate her skill more and more as I try to replicate the gift she offered me.
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