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My garden speaks to me and says, “Carol, your destiny is to weed”.
No revelation there, everyone’s garden tells them the same thing. “You must weed”.
It matters not what we do in the garden. How much we mulch. How careful we are with not disturbing the soil, lest we expose weed seeds that have been lying dormant under ground, seeds that only need a tiny beam of light and a drop of water to awaken them and cause them to germinate.
Weeds are tricky when they germinate. Weeds seem to grow deep, expansive roots first, before they reveal their leaves and announce their arrival in the garden. Then when you go to pull that tiny little weed, it feels like you are trying to pull a nail out of hardened cement with your bare heads.
Weeds protect themselves, too. They often have thorns and sharp little hairs along the stems so you can’t just casually reach down with your bare hands when you first see them. No, you must stop what you are doing, arm yourself for battle and then pull those weeds.
Weeds know how to hide. They grow close to desirable plants where they won’t be noticed until the desriable plant is hollering, “Help me, I’ve got a weed taking up my space in the garden.” Then you almost have to perform surgery to remove the weed and leave the desirable plant intact.
I have no hope of a weed free garden, at least not for now. I know what I’m up against. I even know where the weeds are most likely to grow. I know their names. I know their techniques. I know which ones will laugh and grow back after my feeble attempt to remove them. I know the annual weeds. I know the perennial weeds.
I know that my destiny is to weed.
And now that I know this, the garden can stop growing weeds to drive this point home.