Call me wacky, but I was the woman who waged war with wicked weeds. Whew!! Both John and I had trimmed bushes and trees in the garden last Fall, leaving the branches on the ground. Major mistake! I intended to pick them up long before Spring had sprung. Not only were the branches covered by fallen leaves, they had been overrun by very vicious weeds. If I were naming the weed, I would tentatively call it “octopus”.
Tentacles Tendrils wove themselves into a thick mat over leaves and branches. I could hardly see some of the sticks and had to tug at the mess to get them. What a mess!
Next year I shall trim bushes with a wheelbarrow beside me.