I caught the first maple shoot popping out of the ground today. Thus warm weather has drawn it up to slowly unfurl its little green flag. It’s enough to make me think about spring. And pulling weeds.
Read More Maple shoot raises a flag
A little bit of wind, a little bit of weather, and that maple tree dropped off its leaves in golden sheets to be raked. I told you that moment of glory wouldn’t last long.
Read More My little bit of winter grey
I guess this is the first weed of the year: a maple shoot. And I’m not going have time to pull it or any others for a few days, because NERAX started tonight. Let the insanity ensue.
Read More First maple shoot
This is what I get to see as I climb the steps: a maple tree covered in gold, in its moment of glory before the leaves fall.
Read More A Pre-Rakhaelite Maple
For all the griping I do about the evil swallowort, right now all the maple shoots seem almost as bad. Those things pop up everywhere, every year. No matter how many you pull, the next thing you know, the shoots you missed are turning into seedlings, the seedlings you missed are turning into saplings, and […]
Read More Weed patrol: Trees?
With the first flowers come the first weeds. Maple seedlings are sprouting up all over the place. So I went on maple patrol and pulled them up. And I’m off to go help open NERAX on time.
Read More Weeding the maple sprouts
These are the weeds I should be pulling: sneaky little maple sprouts, lying coiled on the surface, eager for spring rains to wake them, ready to spread green little wings. They’re easy to pull now, but not when they take root and become seedlings and saplings and trees. That’s the price of having a corner […]
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