Saturday, July 16, 2011

Weed Puller Extraordinaire

I awoke to overcast skies this morning. Still very humid out there. I enjoyed a solo walk around the garden this morning. I finally harvested two tomatoes! The baby limas should be ready to pick next week, the pods still aren't fat enough. I am watching one yellow squash grow. All the other blooms seem to wither and fall off before fruit can form. The corn has tassels.

Last year I planted asparagus. You get nothing the first couple of years. It looks like dill right now, all ferny. Last week I spent a whole evening pulling all the weeds and grass out of that bed. I then drove four stakes into the ground, two at either end and using twine I made it all stand straight and tall while I mulched it in. I felt very accomplished when I finished. As I was admiring my handiwork this morning, coffee cup in hand, I spied a sprig of grass and spilled the contents of my cup as I lunged forward to snatch the intruder out of my garden.

I ambled on with my empty cup dangling in my hand. I stopped a couple of times to pull a weed here and there. My caffeine deprived mind wondered if weed pulling could be a marketable talent ............ Yes, I know, gardeners. Duh. I did lose my coffee in the asparagus bed, remember? I was picturing a bill board full of weeds, save one small spot with the ad in it. Kind of like the billboard boasting the poop scooping business I see on I-70 when I drive towards St. Louis. I think I would rather pull weeds, although weed pulling could lead to an encounter with poop from a critter.

What am I saying! I already do both! Somehow I don't mind picking up my dogs' poop. They are, after all, mine. I can even identify whose poop is whose ........ that may be a little too much information. I detest finding the poop of another dog in my yard, though. Kind of like changing diapers. My babies diapers were never as bad as the diapers of other babies.

On that note I think I should refill my coffee cup before I go on ..........

7 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles. you may have a future yet in weed pulling, though mind the coffee...far too valuable to waste....smiles.

Pat said...

I think you're spending too much time in the hot sun! Ha ha!

Teresa - in the Middle Side of Life said...

LOL! I hate cleaning up poop, even if it does blong to my own dog. blech! other dogs... nasty. hahahaha!

your garden sounds like it's coming right along.

Mamma has spoken said...

I love pulling weeds too! It's one of those things like mowing grass, it doesn't take much to make it look like you've been working all day. And it with that little bit, it makes it look wonderful!

luksky said...

I LOVE pulling weeds personally. I've never used weed killer for more reasons than one but mostly because weed pulling is my meditation.

Isn't it funny how we think one person's poop is somehow different than anothers..when in the end it's all still poop.

Jo-Anne Rambling said...

I hate picking up dog poo and everytime I have to do it I get annoyed why...........because I did not want the dogs to start with and it is always me who ends up taking care of them.........

labbie1 said...

Your asparagus is indeed a sight to behold!!!! Fuzzy soldiers in a row standing straight and tall.

Excellent job!!!