Our front lawn and back garden are infested with weeds. My excuses
include it's been a cold winter, I'm tired after my week so lying on the
couch or sleeping are more attractive options, and I'd rather read this
book than weed. Until a beautiful spring-like day arrives and then you
will find me on my verge pulling out those pesky invaders.
It's
extremely satisfying to look back and see the divots marking the places
where weeds used to be. People passing by also share in your success -
commenting on the progress you've made, or, if they're glass half empty
people, how much more there is to go.
Last spring my
husband thought that weed killer was the way to go. Multiple scorched
patches later (and now home to weeds due to the poor soil condition) I
think he's learnt his lesson and he was out there this afternoon pulling
weeds as well.
We're planning to have another crack at the suckers tomorrow, leaving our front verge looking a lot less weedy.
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