Nothing likes two and a half inches of rain after a long drought as much as weeds do. Big tall monster weeds appeared in the garden beds the day after the rain passed, as soon as the sun came out.
The good news is that they pull up easily, especially tall fleabane; the soil is damp and the stalks are tall and weak.
Prickly jimson weed is tougher, but even that nasty thing comes up from the moist soil if I work at it.
Everything in my garden looks refreshed, but nothing shoots up in one day like the weeds do.
The clematis 'Jackmanii' is reblooming now. It's not as prolific as it was in spring, and the purple blooms have to compete with the seedheads all over the vine, but it's a decent showing.
The hummingbirds are drinking me dry. They are at the feeder constantly, hovering there motionless for minutes at a time, or battling with the yellowjackets in swooping dives.
The pink fall anemone is flowering nicely now.
The garnet red Japanese maple in the distance by the deck never turned maroon as it usually does in hot weather. It has stayed bright red all summer. But the leaves of the 'Forest Pansy' redbud have now morphed from its deep wine color in early summer to a mixed green and purple. It's muddled.
But in the right light the redbud's muddled colored leaves shine like mixed jewels.
Everything really does look better after a summer soaking. The weeds have run wild, but that's a small price to pay for all the rain.