I made sure to mow a few times earlier this spring, hoping to build up the soil so that it won't wash away. Now it's knee high, almost, and I don't want to mow it again because then I'd harm my newly planted wildflowers. I just hope the tall grass doesn't shade them out. But that's what happens in fields...the wildflowers find their way to the top of the other grasses and survive nicely. So I have hope for my hill but it'll take patience.
I actually want to start more seeds now for planting in the fall. Between the two plantings, it seems like next year would begin to give me some color...and the bees another source of pollen and nectar. I know goldenrod will come up later on and I have always liked it and often pick it early to dry. It's great in dried flower arrangements.
You can see the hill between the fence and the birdhouse. That's the hill I am trying to plant with wildflowers. This clump of daisies will be moved down onto the hill after they finish flowering.
But look at the fence! I'm having a banner year for roses. The ones on the left are from my mother's rose bush and I've taken a piece of it wherever I move. It's doing very well. These are old-fashioned roses with a deep rose scent.
How I love this time of year.
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