Although my backyard may be the perfect example of a complete and utter mess, there is still beauty to be found.
Honeysuckle growing by the front door. I have yet to see hummingbirds here, but I never say never.
Bridal veil spirea. Perfection in nature.
Bleeding hearts I planted last year and forgot about. And this year, they gift me with this. I am in awe.
Our bridal veil spirea plants in the front yard. We are the envy of the neighbourhood for only a very short time, when these plants blossom. And then, we are once again relegated to the garbage heap of neighbours: those who don't follow the rules, do their own thing, and let the grass grow just a little longer than everyone else. I wouldn't have it any other way, except if we hired a handsome, half naked Spanish lawnboy to come cut the grass while I sit in my deck chair and swig down a Mike's Hard Lemonade as I supervise.