After a few delays -- like my having to work late today-- I finally started trying to root out the monkey grass. That stuff is tough, I tell ya.
I was trying to dig it out with the shovel, but kept hitting rocks. The lady who lived here before put rocks in all her flower beds. I imagine they are for drainage, but normally, you put more than an inch or two of soil on top of them. After fruitlessly digging for a few moments, I remember that I'd planned on using the claw.
I went to my shed and retrieved said claw, but even with it's help, this is as far as I've gotten.
Yep, this is all the monkey grass I managed to dig up.
I still have this much to go.
By this time, I was tired and drenched with sweat. Forget it, I thought to myself. I'll try again tomorrow. I figure it'll be easier when I finally restring my weedeater and cut it close to the ground before trying to pry the roots out.
After doing that, I walked around and checked on some of my other plants. I'm not sure if you can see them, but my climbing rose is covered in buds.
In a few days, it's going to explode in a riot of color. Kind of like my dianthus has.
And my other dianthus is about to.
This is the first dianthus I bought. Yes, I know I need to get some mulch around them.
It's on the list.
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