For a gardener one of the strongest curse words in the garden is not what you’d think. For me and many fellow gardeners it is the word “weed”. Sure some are pretty and you almost hate to pull, others like crabgrass I pull with vigor and a sense of accomplishment. Every year the weeds and I have a showdown, I do my best to wipe them out, they do their best to invade every inch of garden space. It seems to me that a different weed has a starring role each year in being the most prevalent and #1 undesirable in the garden. Of course I have to admire their tenacity and will to survive and adapt. I have gotten creative in trying to squash the little buggers. Once I spied a dandelion sprouting up in my garden. I grabbed a decorative chicken and placed it right on top thinking “I’ve got you now!” only to discover later that it is doing just fine thank you and merely pushed its leaves out around the chicken. This round went to the weeds. I hate to use chemicals as they are more harmful than beneficial. Of course there are times I have to use them but I prefer the old fashioned method of yanking those suckers myself. It is therapeutic to weed, I have almost a zen like approach to it, and find it peaceful to do even this monotonous task. I make this promise to weeds everywhere, watch out, you never know when we gardeners may be by with a shovel and an agenda to yank you!