Almost the only "order" in our backyard is that which I impose on the vegetable garden.
(Tomato and dill sandwiches, you know.)
Some homeowners put time and money into fertilizers and poisons into a monotonous monoculture of lawn. I prefer things wilder and more varied, a more complex living community. It's also easier: let things be, and wildness results. Except for occasional battles with the more invasive species--vinca, English ivy, Japanese knotweed, garlic mustard--I do almost nothing in the backyard except regard it with smug complaisance.
Just now, much of it is in flower, or very soon will be.
I will be forced to mow soon, though: the dogs can't see where they are going, the oldest is worried about ticks, what will the neighbors think?, etc. Before I do, I will memorialize my beautiful, luxurious backyard in a brief field trip.
A field trip among the plants that form my backyard "lawn" on a warm, sunny June 11.
A small-dog's-eye view of the backyard.