He left 8:30 this morning. After I read the paper, I decided to do some yard work.
I started simple. Weed the herb garden. Went well. I edged the driveway (manually - on my hands and knees) - cake - compared to the next project I decided to tackle.
When we moved in, we put a large flower bed in the front of the house and filled it with different types of flowers. Due to its location, we had some trouble finding ones that worked in the half sun/half shade location.
My mother (Mrs. Green Thumb) suggested a low growing plant that could survive in any kind of light. In fact, she assured me - I couldn't kill it. She wasn't kidding.
This is what she gave me.
Bishop's Weed.
This plant took over my flower bed. I believe it has teeth. Since its addition to the flower bed I lost: purple coneflowers, sage, thyme, gerber daisies and 2 lavender plants.
This "cannibal" had to be removed today. I filled TWO 39 gallon trash bags with this evil perennial - that I am SURE will come back. How am I sure? I have removed it before. It comes - back. I am convinced that it will continue to come back until I locate the correct voodoo chant and pass this cursed plant onto some other inexperienced gardener.
Any takers?
4 comments:
Oh, dear. We've got it too. Actually, what you seem to have there is the same uber-variety we have. It's called "Effing Bishop's Weed. It's as invasive as catnip.
You are very wise to take on the garden tasks during th mate's absence. Men can't weed without throwing dirt. It's a known fact.
Ouch! I have something similar in my garden ... I think. I'm watching it - it's watching me (waiting for that second I look away, when it inches its way further into the grass). Find the roots. Boil them in just boiled water.
I wonder how it got the name bishop's weed. Interesting.
I don't want it. Not a good idea having plants around that are smarter than me. I like my plants to NEED me. Keeps them in line.
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