Isn’t the weedy Hellebore bed with wire fencing just super classy? It’s my patented “Postmodern Retro Tacky” design aesthetic.
No, those aren’t dirty tennis balls. Those are just a few dozen of the THOUSANDS of black walnuts that rain down on my backyard at this time of year.
I love working outside in the early fall, which is why it’s such a shame that I actually have to risk life and limb every time I go out there. If I manage to avoid spraining my ankle on the fallen walnuts, I am just as likely get knocked out cold by one of the nuts as it plummets to the ground.
From the ground, you can hear the squeak-crunch of squirrels’ teeth scraping away the walnut hulls waaaay up in the trees.
The squirrels also enjoy a flat surface on which to dine. As you can see, they do not clean up after themselves.
Plenty of nuts up there left to fall. Isn’t she a beauty though?
There ARE some fruiting plants that won’t put you in the hospital. Behold my Callicarpa americana.