Lush, green, lots of weeds.
I could not identify this big plant. It looks
as if it might be good to eat.
There is a Dog Fennel, Bittercress, wild Violets, Dichondra;
fewer Henbit and Florida Betony than I'm seeing elsewhere.
There is even a rose campion seedling.
Then I saw this. Clumps of this as if they'd been sown among the chickweed and grass.
I felt the leaves. They are fuzzy, almost sticky. Familiar!
Then I saw these!
Laura Bush Petunias.
There are dozens of plants, covering a space more than 30 feet long.
As best I can tell, those are seeds from the Petunias that used to grow and
reseed in front of the boxwoods here. When I swept the driveway back
in the fall, seeds collected on the other side of the driveway and then
the lightweight seeds were scattered like dust on northwest winds.
I pointed out this planting to He-who-mows and I marked it with rebar posts so he doesn't forget.
I'm thinking of what to add: Sweet William? There are two trays of perhaps white Dianthus barbadus waiting to be planted. Seeds of Purple Alternanthera? Sweet Alyssum? This is probably not going to be a permanent bed but I'll see how well I can weed out the undesirables, leaving cudweed for American Painted Lady butterfly larvae.
It would have been too much trouble to have started a flower bed here. It's a rain garden, planted by Mother Nature and watered by rain pouring off the tractor shed.