Two and a Half Hours Later

and I am done. For today. With weeding. I began in the far corner of our house- an area that had been neglected for far too long. I pulled the wheelbarrow over, and brought with me a small shovel and clippers. I dug and pulled, squatted and stood, bent over and filled that wheelbarrow ‘til my fingers cried out and my legs felt like rubber.
I saw a wall of the house that needed cleaning. That wasn’t so bad, because I just aimed the hose at the house.
I walked the perimeter of the house and stopped wherever a weed needed pulling. I then went to the back of our property, and into the stone rimmed garden that my husband and sons put in a few years ago, and as I pulled the weeds from there, I made a gruesome discovery. Many of the rocks had gotten buried under the soil and grass had grown over them.
Again, I dug and pulled and squatted and stood- well you get the picture- and released some of those rocks from beneath the ground. We have a tidy garden again.
I moved around to the front yard, and down that walkway to my front steps that I photographed so long ago, and spoke about, but I decided that the work there could wait for another day. I’ve been keeping up with that garden all summer.
However, I did want to show you what I discovered about a week ago.

The sweetest little Impatiens plant.

I can assure you that I didn't plant it here.

Isn't it wild??