I thought it was spam, and then a scam… A Nigerian prince offering riches beyond my wildest dreams. For a price. The e-mail read: “Dear shopper: You have received this notification from Prairie Moon Nursery because you received a gift certificate from Admirer for $400.00. Message: ‘A blog admirer is sending you a gift certificate to thank you!’”
I have always done the majority of my gardening during the spring and summer months. September usually finds me in a gardening postpartum funk. Green tomatoes linger on raggedy vines that straggle in the mulch. Wildflowers slump out of bounds. The awful lilac bushes go white with powdery mildew.
This is my restored tall grass prairie. I have avoided talking about it, or even thinking about it, all spring. Yesterday and today, however, I put on my Big Gurl Panties and faced it down. I will have to face it down again tomorrow. And the day after. I worry, in fact, that the coming summer will be one losing battle after another in a war with non-native and overly-aggressive native plant species that have taken hold in the garden in the last four years.