I have a mental image of how I want my garden to look.
Kinda like a picture in a magazine.
No weeds of course.
That's the image I have in my head at least.
The reality is (of course) quite different. Working outside of the home absorbs most of my MoJo during the week so the garden doesn't get that much attention. I pick what needs picking of course but leave the big maintenance stuff for the weekends.
If I have time that is.
This year I noticed that I have a yard growing in my garden.
The yard in my garden is actually nicer than the yard in my yard.
Grass grows lush and thick in my garden. Weeds abound, sprouting vigorously after each rain storm like manna from heaven.
As a weekend gardener for the most part, I acknowledge that the day will soon come where I'll need a weed-wacker to harvest my vegetable bounty.
I lamented this fact to SM the other day and Chuck (my Yard-Bitch) must've overheard.
Like elves at Christmas-time, someone went out to the garden and pulled a bunch of grass and weeds as a surprise for me.
Thanks Boys! Now I might be able to pick the green beans when they come in!