Natives are a Girl’s Best Friend (Forever)

Diamonds, emeralds, rubies?  No thanks, Dahlink, what I prefer is plants.  Native plants, Dahlink.  My treasures are not found in any jewelry store or at the nearest mall.  No, no.  My favorite gems are on display in the rapidly diminishing wild areas here and there across our land.  And I keep some in my secret jewelry box: my garden.

Jewels in my garden. A hummingbird clearwing moth, Hemaris thysbe, feeds on the nectar of the pollinator magnet wild bergamot, Monarda fistulosa.

More gems. A damselfly rests on a stalk of little bluestem, Schizachyrium scoparium, a pretty fall-blooming native grass.

Yes, I could be charmed with much more expensive, sparkly — but ultimately useless — stuff.  “You know it could be much worse,” I tell my sweetie, my arms cradling freshly purchased perennials.  And he agrees.  He knows a tiara would rest uneasily on my head.  I am no princess.  I’m a fierce warrior woman when it comes to conservation.

Quite Affordable

Native plants are necessary for our survival.  It’s a fact.  Science says so.  And considering what natives provide, they’re surprisingly affordable.  Bank accounts need not be bled dry to add these essentials to any landscape.  But wait, there’s more!  As a bonus many of our natives give back.  They self-sow, sometimes insanely, finding and filling garden space and asking for no more than some time and patience.  Sharing the bounty with friends and neighbors is also self-fulfilling.

So Go Native!  Thanks, Dahlink, you’re my BFF.