After reading Michael's email today about the phenomenal growth we've had here in Victoria and how he hasn't achieved what he imagined he would during lockdown I wondered why we constantly strive to try and control our gardens when nature has stacked the odds against us. Why can't we celebrate some unruly growth and just accept that the weeds are big winners this year? After all they're plants too. Unless we have a team of gardner's and a bottomless budget we'll be forever disappointed with our efforts. I'm not suggesting that we let everything go wild but sometimes we need to accept that we can't always be in control.