After spending a week at the beach, I came home to find everything in pots either dead or half dead. Sheesh, the cat is lower maintenance than the plants! But the weeds have really gotten out of hand. I have been turning a blind eye to it for weeks, but now it is such a sad sight that I can't ignore them anymore. Bermuda grass from the lawn has invaded the flower beds, and they cut into my hands and break up into a million baby plant segments when I try to rip them out. There is also oxalis and other dicot type weeds about.
But the worst is the crabgrass. It can go from plantlet to full-blown monster menace choking out everything in sight faster than I can grab the spade. And the stupid roots are near impossible to pull out. Most of my 'blue and white' garden is crabgrass now. And because of the roots, I have to wait until a heavy ground-soaking rain before I can work on it. Which means that I need to weed the day after, when the air is heavy with the sweat-inducing humidity that only the Southeast can appreciate.
In lighter news, my mother and I are considering a business venue- growing landscape plants to sell in semi-annual driveway sales. A man made thousands a sale doing just that with considerably less land than we have. The main glitch is that so many of our stock plants are still under patents. Hmmmm.....
Monday, June 30, 2008
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