OK, this might not be the height, now that I think about worse things that my garden could succumb to, (leaf cuttter ants, grubs, mold, little white gnats, a digging dog, etc.) but still… this is pretty bad. There is a flowerbed that surrounds a Queen Palm in the backyard that I was going to leave bare until late May. I never got petunias in the ground this winter, only in my pots. Down here in Phoenix, there is a distinct line drawn between winter and summer flowers. And NONE cross the line. Low and behold, the spot I was going to rest for a season was brimming with seeds from the previous year. All these flowers came up on their own: Lobelia, Sweet William, Marigolds, Petunias! Sweet mercy!
Mixed in the beauties were these mystery plants that I couldn’t identify for the life of me. There were four of them and they spouted the same time as all the others. So I’ve been watering them and waiting impatiently to see what they are! I suspected daisies. Funny thing was, I visited my mother and she had the same little plants dug up from around her yard and was gingerly nursing them in two different pots. She thought they were petunias, but no… I knew they weren’t because my petunias came up right next to them. So we’ve been waiting for weeks for the healthy plants to reveal their flowery heads.
Yesterday they opened. Little white, fluffly, mini-dandelions. They are weeds. Really healthy weeds! Weeds that I’ve been watering and actually weeding around. Today I took this picture before I yanked them out of the rich soil, root and all. My mother is visiting my sister in Washington, so I needed to let her know what she is growing in her pots! HAHAHAHHA! Not only have I been watering them at my house, but at my mother’s house as well! I might save hers for her to see when she returns!