I am kind of happy I don’t have a garden. This means that no deer eat what I planted, causing me great disappointment that I don’t get to eat it. It also means that I don’t have to weed it. I dislike weeding. Of course, since the garden is not longer a lake, it has turned into a weed patch. I should probably have taken better control of that a while ago.
The one thing that I do have to weed is my flower bed. I still dislike weeding, but I suppose it has to be done. The flowers themselves are flourishing quite nicely, especially the alyssum, which tends to take over everything. The portulaca is zooming right along, too, and doesn’t seem to mind that the alyssum creeps into its space. As long as it keeps producing pretty flowers like this one, I am quite happy.