Early on in my gardening life (about a year ago), I became curious about weeds, wondering what their purpose in life was. It must have been an uneventful day in my own life.
Anyway, I wrote in defence of weeds and following that I started to see them everywhere. On walls, on pavements and even in glamourous seaside locations. This week, work has taken me to Blyth in Northumberland, home of a former coal power station. It was here that I found out that weeds are also entrepreneurs, spotting times when the market is depressed and investing its own time and energy to regenerate forgotten lands.
These canny investors are bringing value to our industrial wastelands, inspiring new generations of weeds to attract winged friends, be they butterflies, bees or birds. In doing so, they help the world keep spinning, even when we stop.
So here's to my industrial weed of the day. I think I'll call her Mary:
2 comments:
Do you know the name of this plant? The flowers make a really nice shape but without the leaf having troubling IDing her.
Hi Claire, sorry to take ages to write back. I'm afraid I don't know but will see if we can get an ID...
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