A few days ago, I lauded laziness as a cure to too-hard environmentalism and laziness is something I embrace whole-heartedly in my garden. I do get outside to squish slugs and deadhead every so often. Mostly, though, I avoid the heaving lifting by letting the mini ecosystem - one created by lack of chemical and interplanting flowers and edibles - take care of itself.
Instead of examining leaves for nibbles and rust, I prefer to perch on my porch steps and, overlook the butterfly garden. From there, I can watch the bees forage in the borage and orange and white butterflies sail across the cosmos, lavender and sage. The reward for my laziness is nowhere more evident, however, than in the scene I happened upon today: two lustful ladybugs surrounded by aphids. It turns out that nature, when left alone, really does take care of itself.