Well, "done" may be too grandiose. Nurk is now a reasonably coherent narrative that starts somewhere and ends somewhere else, let's say.
Earlier, goldfinches were on the gayfeather again, and the hummingbird was out. This pleases me to no end--my wildlife garden is WORKING! There they are! It really worked! I planted things to attract them and they came! It WORKS!
Now it's just raining.
Yesterday, there was a tiny, lovely flower in the side of the yard, among the peonies, a deep, intense blue. I was charmed. I spent part of today looking it up. It's Asiatic Dayflower.
Of course, since it's pretty, it's also highly invasive and non-native. This is the way of the world. I read up on it, and noticed a lot of unflattering phrases like "Hitler-weed." Goodness. I suppose I must rip them out--not that the vinca planted throughout the area is much better, come to that. I need a native groundcover that takes crappy alternating dry/soggy, sun and shade, and grows fast enough to matter. I hesitate to transplant the Virginia creeper, since I rather like having a house instead of a green lump.
I will tear out the dayflower, but I'm glad I got to see the little flower first. The color really is as saturated as the photo. And I'm sure, granted what I've heard, that the stuff will find a way to come back.