of the wild things in the yard

Last year we didn't really take care of the yard, and so it has devolved into wilderness. I often say that I expect Jurassic Park to reinvent itself in the ferns in our backyard.

roar.

Anyways, I absolutely love all the wild things that are growing. I have been blessed with a black thumb which kills anything I tend to (except the cats). These fantastic things that thrive on their own are a blessing.

I know many are weeds, and I know that Patrick will mow them down the first chance he gets.

I thought I would take their portraits, for posterity.

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