Literally, I took something that was meant for shit, and was torn to shit, and transformed it into something that could be beautiful and full of life.
|Fledgling butterfly garden with a few plants and the butterfly house|
Since installing the garden, it has grown and grown and now is quite the explosion of butterfly, bee, and hummingbird-friendly plants. Gardening is a form of therapy for me, and it doesn't escape me that it's satisfying to see something that I tend and plant grow into a lush, fertile space, since I can't seem to do that for my own biological microcosm.
|Just a tad more grown in, no? The butterfly house sort of got decapitated this year, so it's on the ground under the blueberries.|
|Spicebush Swallowtail in my bee balm (technically cheating because this is the backyard, but I see them frequently out front and just didn't get as good a picture...).|
|My new friend, munching on the milkweed pods and (hopefully) avoiding the birds.|
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