I’m fighting a war . . . with dandelions.
I think they’re winning. But I won’t give up! I’ve enlisted help. I’m paying Connor a penny a flower. If the flowers are gone – no new plants right?? He’s picked 700++ so far. Yay! Gwyneth has picked about 45. Connor is learning the value of earning money from hard work and how to count past 100 (since we count the flowers he picks together too). We’re trying to keep our lawn organic, but the dandelions are strong little buggers. Picked up corn gluten today and I’m going to spread that out tomorrow. (For those of you who don’t know, corn gluten is a great organic way to prevent the germination of new dandelions.) I keep mowing and mowing them down too, but they just keep coming back. I’ve been digging up the plant with roots as best I can, but it seems a never ending task. They can be quite beautiful flowers (insert gasp of great shock here), I just wish they wouldn’t spread so easily. If only the leaves looked more like grass. . . . .
OK, enough ranting. Must include sewing time tomorrow or my sanity will be questionable.