Garden Plants

We don't have all that much dirt in our little plot of land.  Most of our lot is covered by house, deck and terrace, cobblestones at the side, front and entrance.

That's OK.  We have no lawn (for us, grass is weed! LOL) so no mowing.  OK!  But there's still a good bit of garden work to do in this little plot.  Unfortunately, it seems a lot is pulling out weeds between the cobblestones...

But one fun thing is we get surprises.  Little shoots come up and I recognize it's not a weed I know, and I let it grow.  Where do they come from? Birds?  Wind?  I don't know, but if they find a foothold here, I'm willing to see what happens next.

So, chamomile.

Peter Rabbit was my intro to chamomile and at the time I had no idea what it was but it must have been like medicine because he had to drink it after gorging in Mr. McGregor's garden. Now I know it is a lovely herb tea that comforts the tummy.

It landed in my little garden and seems to be very happy here and keeps making new plants.  In fact, pretty as it is, it has become a bit of a pest.  It has to be culled.

But before that, harvest the blooms, because, chamomile tea.

Werner's chuckling at my efforts.  Maybe I will get two cups of tea from these blossoms after they've really dried, but it will still be comforting, even without a tummy-ache from overeating in Mr. McGregor's garden.