I’m not a gardener. I like the garden, but take a laissez faire approach to the plants.
In contrast, of course, to the garden wildlife, whom I talk to and fuss over and feed liberally with bird seed. Usually, the handy ‘no sprout’ mix. Usually.
But sometimes things spring up. Just this morning, I stopped to admire a tall grass with a fine round head that had tiny variegated leaves. What I didn’t notice what the plant growing next to it — a plant I ignored as ‘just another weed’. Half right.