Friday, August 21, 2009

High Summertime around the backyard birdbath...

I think flower gardening is "in my dna"; my grandmother always had perennials. She learned from her Aunt Emma; Aunt Emma learned from her Aunt Amelia, it seems. My garden gene
kicked in late, so I learned from my neighbor; my yard is like an
overflow lot for items she needs to divide. Mostly, I love the color that starts in early March with the Snowdrops and ends about November with whatever or what-have-you that manages
to hang in there and give us one more bloom. The various perennial seeds provide the local birds with lots of food; sunflower heads are a favorite of the goldfinches, for example.
It really helps to have a continual "drip" of fresh water in the birdbath.

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