The state of the garden is pathetic. Actually, my garden is supposed to be like a reverse mullet -- party in the front (flowers) and business in the back (veggies). The veggie part is mostly pathetic, but the tomatoes and some of the herbs carry on. But the front yard? I've given up -- at least for this year.
No doubt to my neighbor's dismay, the milkweed, hackberries and crepe myrtles are trying to take over and doing a pretty good job too. However, even in the chaos, there is beauty -- not in the plants, of course. They just look terrible.
But butterflies have been hiding in the weeds (and in my dill) and now their eggs have become caterpillars. We've collected a whole host of black swallowtail caterpillars munching on my dill.
I found a monarch caterpillar in amongst all the milkweed yesterday and most beautiful and special of all, I actually found a monarch chrysalis hanging out in the weeds too.
Much more exciting than an overpriced butterfly kit and a lovely gift from my neglected garden.