I used to mow down the Japanese anemone seed heads before they reached this stage until one early spring day when I saw a hummingbird plucking the soft white froth in its beak and zooming off to parts unknown. I watched while the hummer came back again and again, finally putting it together: what a perfect lining for a nest.
This time of year it looks like there's cotton growing in my garden beds. I no longer make excuses.
Weather: very dry winter so far; sunny days with highs in the 60s; waiting for much-needed rain (secretly loving the sunshine).
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