No one will ever say I am God's gift to gardening. In fact, just being able to grow some herbs in pots in front of my house is more than I would have expected from myself!
And, I'm not a good weeder, either. So, when I saw this big clump of leaves growing out of my bushes, I muttered a few things about pulling weeds and asked how did they get that tall.
But as I got closer, I realized there were also beautiful flowers on this weed.
And at the end of the flowers, gourds!
I don't know how this gourd plant got in the middle of my bushes. I sure didn't plant it. My garden guru neighbor says it probably came from a bird. Doesn't matter.
Fall is rearing its head and I'm not ready.
But to have an unexpected surprise like this does indeed make it a little more fun!
And, I'm not a good weeder, either. So, when I saw this big clump of leaves growing out of my bushes, I muttered a few things about pulling weeds and asked how did they get that tall.
But as I got closer, I realized there were also beautiful flowers on this weed.
And at the end of the flowers, gourds!
I don't know how this gourd plant got in the middle of my bushes. I sure didn't plant it. My garden guru neighbor says it probably came from a bird. Doesn't matter.
Fall is rearing its head and I'm not ready.
But to have an unexpected surprise like this does indeed make it a little more fun!
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I read this from the Writer's Almanac:
“It's the birthday of Gothic writer Horace Walpole (books by this author), born in London (1717). Walpole's father was Britain's first and longest-running prime minister, and although he himself became a member of Parliament, Walpole avoided engaging in politics for the most part, preferring to spend his time writing thousands of letters to his friends and remodeling his "little play-thing-house." Through these two seemingly frivolous occupations, Walpole made his most lasting contributions.
It was in a letter to a friend that Walpole referenced a happy, accidental discovery, calling it "serendipity." The word was made up, created, he said, from the title of a fairy tale, "The Three Princes of Serendip." Serendip was the former name of Sri Lanka; in the story, Walpole explained, the princes "were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things they were not in quest of." This particular letter and its serendipitous revelation were of no particular historical consequence. But Walpole's word slowly made its way into the lexicon.”
Also, in reference to labyrinths, you have a local chance to walk one. Did you know there is one in the Healing Garden at Sparrow? It's the first hospital-based labyrinth!
I have to admit, Fall is my favorite season and I'm hoping it will last a lot longer than our 6 non-consecutive days of spring lasted.
Such a wonderful surprise... a very sweet one. Fun with surprise gardening... LOL ;o) Autumn is here, the colors are just beginning... Happy Days ((HUGS))
I like those kinds of garden surprises! And I love gourds as fall decorations.
I love birdie gifts. So much nicer than the gifts our long ago cats used to leave at our front door, or worse yet, the livingroom.
A lovely surprise, indeed! Around here, we are love looking for the surprises we find each year as we let certain parts of our land "go native." This year, it's mulberries. Some people think they're messy. Me, as long as they don't block my morning-coffee-view-of-the-barn, I'm happy to let them stay. Beautiful post, Jeanie (and I'm still loving the new look of your blog!).
well that's a wonderful surprise guest...I feared you were going to show something slithering eck!
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oxo
I love your garden surprises. We have some sunflowers and tomatoes growing in strange places too. Your gourds are so pretty in the bowl.
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