Steve came inside yesterday looking more tired after pulling weeds than on other days. I asked if he worked too hard, and he said he did not. He said he was fine. (Steve ALWAYS says he is fine. Nice positive outlook, right? I like it.) I had quit helping him with the weed project after my third encounter, but I’m going to start up again. Really, I am, because the work is not finished.
Now see TRIUMPH in this next photo. Steve accomplished this in two days! Each of those tall weeds had to be dug out with a screwdriver. (Steve does not possess yard tools. Why? He is a carpenter and a mechanic and finds the tools of these crafts, such as screwdrivers, hammers, etc., adequate for just about anything.) I guess he proved that it can be done with a screwdriver, because that’s how he did it.
Thank you, Steve!
There is more work to be done in the rest of the yard. I’d say we are possibly half finished. I need to get out there and be his helper. I am pleading for a real garden tool to get the job done. (I’m not a gardener, so I really don’t know if there is a tool that will work better than a screwdriver.) I used the screwdriver in another circular garden like this one to remove similar weeds, but shorter. I used it to dig around a weed that was growing inside a pot. Finally, I gave the weed a POWER pull, and the whole pot uprooted from the ground along with the weed and Steve’s underground sprinkler system hose. Alas! I’ll be more careful next time.