Once upon a time, I lived in a tiny cottage with a tiny yard stuffed with big flowers and vegetables. Giant pumpkins lounged on the walkways. Grape vines clambered and climbed. Enormous tomato plants jostled for space. Even there, though, there was room for flowers. For sunflowers, cosmos, lupine, and calendula.
No matter how little space I have, no matter much is eaten up by edibles, I always plant flowers. They attract the bees, butterflies and birds, which increases both pollination of my fruits and veggies. They provide habitat for wildlife when more and more habitat is being destroyed. They repel pests. And I just think that flowers look pretty - stuffed as they are amongst the vegetables and fruit tress.
I always call these flowers my pollinator garden - whether they are gathered together or strewn like beads from a broken necklace between tomatoes and peppers. It sounds fancy, and a lot of work, and expensive.
It is none of those things.
Every spring, my pollinator garden begins from a seed packet or packets. I chose flowers I like and I grab those butterfly or fairy garden packets at the nursery check out. Then I rake up the soil, scratch little holes here and there and wait.
Eventually, even in cold springs like these, the flowers bloom. The pollinators and beneficial insects come. And life begins.
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