I There is Such a Thing as Reincarnation, I want to Come Back as a

Weed! Why you ask? I'll tell you.

Some weeds, no matter what you do,
pull them out, dig them out, use weed killer, stomp them down, and this was done, unknown to me, to this wonderful rhubarb, by the man who was landscaping my yard, even though I told him to leave it alone, but he didn't like the rhubarb, so...
and it
CAME BACK! ----------------------->
Nothing can stop a weed!








Weeds can be some of the first flowers of the season and
others leave skeletons for harvest and enjoyment throughout the year.


















Weeds have evolved unique ways to propagate their species. These sticky the pods catch the fur of animals and the seeds are spread all over the country side.



















Weeds grow and thrive where they are planted, even if it's not the best place for any plant to grow. Not every plant can develop flowers when they are planted in weak soil.

















Some weeds are called Miracles. This Miracle Bulb will be the first bit of foliage to shoot through the ground. Some people might even mistake these shoots for daffodil leaves, and wonder why they don't bloom. The foliage will die and in a month shoot a flower up from the bulb. This flower stands alone. It's fragrance pierces the air with sweetness. That's a weed!













Weeds have their own defense system. Try grabbing this one with your hand to pull it out of the ground. OUCH! Use your gloves! OUCH!
Weeds are tough.


















Sometimes their lives are short, but their beauty captures your attention when they thrive. They come back year after year to bring you joy.



















The DNA of their strong ancestors continues long after the ancient ones have died. It's hard to bring down a weed!



















Hmmmm: Hard to kill. Strong defenses. Rises when others are killed. Blossoms where it is planted. Prickly.

Wait! Could it be? I think I am a weed!

I Told You Before, I Like Weeds!

We've talked about weeds before. I honestly didn't realize it, but it's been very dry. I went outside and noticed the plants and bushes in my garden. Most of them were wilted and limp. (Does this tell you about my love of gardening?) Of course, I started the hose and was watering the limp plants. They did appreciate that! As I was watering, I noticed that there were bees all around me. I am highly allergic to bee stings, so I took a quick breath in. I noticed, though, that the bees were not interested in me. They were hovering and sinking into the gorgeous purple flowers attached to a (gasp!) weed. Aren't the flowers pretty? Yet, this is a weed that is growing strong in spite of dry conditions.
All right, back to the bees. The bees love these little flowers. While I was out watering, I was surrounded by big, fat bumble bees, little tiny bees, and the in between size. None of them were interested in me. They were hovering and diving into the flowers moving the pollen and taking back nectar to the hives. For once, I felt so safe among the bees. I ran upstairs to get my camera. When I got back, I this is what I found.


















The photo is a bit blurry, but it was awesome to be so close to the bees. Here's another photo.


















The bees were still there. Anyone know the name of this weed? I don't, but I'm sure glad it's in my back yard.

I Was Going to Blog About This Today, But Things Changed Very Quickly

I was undecided about what I was going to blog about today, then I thought of the autumn flowers I have growing in my backyard. I also wanted to bring beads back into my blog, and I knew I had beads that would fit right in with the flowers (weeds) growing in my back yard.













Here are some Brown Eyed Susans growing in my back yard



















Here's the dreaded Ragweed plant. I actually love to see it. It's so pretty.

Here are the beads I was going to tie in with the free growing plants (weeds).



















That being said, I was on my way down to the backyard to take some pictures of these plants. When I got to the basement, I happened to look though the windows in the basement. I am so glad I looked rather than just racing out the door to take these photos. I honestly thought I would just see the free growing plants (weeds) in my back yard. Instead, look what I saw. I was truly amazed! Remember, I took these from a window. I didn't want to frighten my guests!















I don't know what a family of wild turkeys is called, but I had a family come to visit. They came for a snack.


















I think this was the mama and the papa of the family.

















Here's a family photo. They were hard to get to pose!



















One of the young 'uns is hiding in the Brown Eyed Susans watched over by Dad, I think.



















Here they are, right before they all flew over the fence and into the ravine. I tried to call them back. I'm sure the neighbors thought I was crazy as I stayed outside gobbling. They never came back, but I was so surprised by my unexpected company!

Weeds One, Me None

If there is such a thing as recycling the soul, then I want to come back as a weed. Weeds are tough. In drought conditions, they are the plants that, not only survive, but actually thrive! They populate the area where they live without a bit of help from rain, seeds, or fertilizer. If you yank them out of the ground, they come back. If you try to kill them with weed killer, part of the plant might yellow and die, but lurking underneath are fresh roots that spring up in another location. Some weeds attract monarch butterflies. Other plants, though called weeds, produce beautiful flowers, such as Queen Anne's Lace. Other weeds, such as Burdock, have healing properties. In my driveway, I have a thriving community of weeds. I have pulled them out, yet they come back. When my yard was landscaped last year, the landscaper sprayed all the weeds in my driveway and told me that nothing would grow there for years. I think that now there are more weeds peeking through the cracks of my driveway than ever before. In an effort to reduce the dandelion population in my backyard, I purchased a gel that guaranteed if I sprayed the gel on my dandelions, they would be gone the next day. I took off the spray and poured the substance directly on top of my dandelions. The next day, the dandelions looked like they had been fertilized. They were greener than they had been the day before. As a matter of fact, they are even more populous than they have been since I poured the weed killer on them. I must admit, I have a grudging admiration for weeds. Yes, if there is a chance that I could come back after I die, I really do want to be a weed.