This summer we've been busy with other things, including totally revamping the kitchen (to put it loosely), plus the start of the growing season was chilly and not entirely conducive to planting or anything else. Snow in May can be a downer, for sure.
So. The perennials grew, the grasses grew. I did a bit of mowing at the start, and flang mulch for as long as I had it to fling. Then we got busy inside, and the garden was on its own. (yes, this is heading somewhere)
Usually I'm out there deadheading the peonies and cutting back this, mulching that, fuss fuss fuss. I noticed a small sparrow who had apparently taken up residence in the beebalm. I started seeing the turkeys, the resident woodchuck, deer, numerous small birds, all whipping about out there eating seed heads and big crunchy (yummy) weed leaves. Go, woodchuck.
Strolled out this afternoon to see how much ugliness was there, and was pleasantly surprised to find that everything was doing just fine without me. The lavender has never looked better, the beebalm looked surprised to see me, and the day lilies went right ahead and started putting out buds without my permission. Here and there a nice stand of grasses with really attractive seed heads...and suddenly it hit me. All those birds, they are all seed eaters. When I yank up the tall grasses, when I deadhead the flowers, I prevent them from setting SEED. And the birds that eat seeds go somewhere else. Just now the garden is one ginormous evolving seed tray. How cool is that.