Yarrow is one of the toughest, most badass plants you can grow.
It thrives in your worst soil. It doesn't give a shit about drought. It blooms from late spring through fall without taking a break. And it feeds a ridiculous number of pollinators.
Miner bees, mason bees, bumblebees, sweat bees, butterflies, hoverflies, and more all rely on yarrow.
Pro tip: skip the fancy cultivars from big box stores. Get the straight native species (Achillea millefolium) from a local native plant nursery for maximum wildlife value.
Plant it in a sunny spot. Come back in summer and watch the party.
Yarrow works harder than almost anything else in your garden.
Activist: "Your cows are putting carbon into the atmosphere."
Farmer: "Where did they get it?"
Activist: "What?"
Farmer: "The carbon. Where did the cow get it before it put it anywhere."
Activist: "From... eating?"
Farmer: "From eating grass. And where did the grass get it."
Activist: "The soil?"
Farmer: "The air. The grass pulled it out of the air last spring. The cow ate the grass. The cow breathed some of it back out. It went back into the air it came from."
Activist: "But it's still going into the atmosphere."
Farmer: "It's going back. There's a difference between a thing going somewhere and a thing going back. You've described a circle and you're frightened of it."
Activist: "Then just don't have the cow."
Farmer: "The grass still dies in autumn. It rots where it falls. The carbon goes back into the air either way, just without anyone getting fed in the middle."
Activist: "It's not that simple."
Farmer: "It's grass, cow, breath, grass. Or it's grass, rot, air, grass. Same circle, fewer dinners. If that's complicated for you I'd stay away from the water cycle. That one's got clouds in it."