Back in February I wrote about Calliopsis, the cheerful weed that paints our roadside verges gold at this time of year. They are at their peak at the moment and still give me much joy, even though nearly a year down the track I better appreciate the treasure we lose when weeds choke the fragile beauty of our native plants. For the most part this particular weed sticks to disturbed land so I don't feel quite so bad about still liking it.
Back in February I wrote about Calliopsis, the cheerful weed that paints our roadside verges gold at this time of year. They are at their peak at the moment and still give me much joy, even though nearly a year down the track I better appreciate the treasure we lose when weeds choke the fragile beauty of our native plants. For the most part this particular weed sticks to disturbed land so I don't feel quite so bad about still liking it.
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