The Zinnia Garden, also known as the Garden Gone Wild, wasn't exactly my doing this year, as most of you know. I didn't sow the seeds. They just happened while I stayed away. And, stay away I did. This little garden has a history of having ticks in it (ever since we brought manure in from the horse barn), and I was so afraid of getting one under my cast..
But, once the cast was off, I was out here almost every day trying to salvage what I might. About a week ago, I finally chopped and pulled the last of the weeds and grass out, tossing them, as I did each day, over the back fence. The cattle seemed to think that I was harvesting hay for them, so they would come every day to eat what was there.. They seemed to like it.
I think Mother Nature did a pretty good job. I have taken notes not to sow next year's seeds as thickly as I usually do. I did add a few old accent pieces before we did a little photo shoot. Mother Nature had nothing to do with those. I am not sure she likes rust as much as I do. :~)