Well, I have this place in my yard that is elevated and walled and was designed by my husband as a showcase for beautiful and flowering plants. Unfortunately for the past three years the beautiful and flowering plants never happened – except for a rose bush bravely poking through the weeds and oh, what weeds they were. One year three able-bodied twenty-somethings had to dig a couple of the weeds out for me. (Where do these things come from?) The weeds were about six feet high and 4 inches across.
Some years I had the motivation, but not the time and by last summer the beautifully-walled space looked a chaotically-walled jungle.
I determined this wouldn’t happen again – but ha! Before I could even find five minutes to get to Home Depot, I had foot-high grass covering every inch of that space – well, with the exception of my wild and wonderful-quickly-mutliplying mint plants which seemed to not care about the weeds.
I knew if something was going to happen this year, this would be the weekend it MUST be done. Anything later and this truly wouldn’t happen. I wish I had taken a before picture at the beginning of the weekend to prove what it looked like, but alas, I didn’t.
All weekend, I’ve been weed pulling … little by little.
I was out there again at eight this morning in the hot, humid stifling weather. By noon I felt like I couldn’t pull one more weed. I gathered the troops and we headed for Home Depot ( and McDonalds) and then were waylaid about 45 minutes by a thunderstorm. The moment the last roar of thunder sounded in the distance, we were out there once more.
By two o’clock, my troops were sagging.
But … we kept at it for two more hours.
And this is what we had at the end of the day.
Observations From the 2nd Floor 
It looks beautiful! Congratulations to you and your troops! 🙂
Thanks, Kim 🙂