Don't be fooled. Inside this thin coating of sweetness is a fiery core of total insanity.

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Tell The Truth Tuesday

I want to start by thanking everyone for their encouraging comments on my last post about my struggles with the holidays, etc. I did appreciate everyone's thoughts and ideas and support. It helped to lift my spirits to know that I'm not alone in my disillusionment with the holidays and with social media.

Loree at Danger Garden suggested that I start a new meme about showing the ugliness in our gardens. I don't know who or how many will actually join me, but if you feel like it, feel free. I may only post once a month, I may post twice a month, or maybe every week (I have a lot of ugliness to show you). It's flexible too, if you want to post the next day or on Thursday, or whatever day you realize "Oh Hell, that area of my garden is getting me down."

I thought I'd call it Tell The Truth Tuesday -- an opportunity to "Tell It Like It Is." And if that expression doesn't mark me as a child of the 60s I don't know what will.

Tell It Like It Is

So, for my debut image, here is my other raised bed and its weedy burden.

Yes, those are ALL Canada thistles.  Four feet wide and 20 feet long.

Some of you may remember a few years ago when I dug out an area of my garden to get rid of this monstrous weed, sifting all the soil and carefully picking out every little piece of white root. I posted about that here. I managed to eradicate it from the garden proper, but when I had some left-over sifted soil that I thought was free of weeds, I dumped it at the far end of this raised bed. There must have been a little piece of root still in the soil, because soon Canada thistle popped up. But now busy with other projects in the garden, and figuring it was contained in the raised bed, I put the chore of digging it out on a back burner.

In three years, it has filled the entire raised bed. This horrifyingly embarrassing weed is just one reason I will NOT be hosting an NPA garden tour this year.

What do you think will shift it, now that I've ignored it for three years? Agent Orange? Napalm? If I don't do something, I fear it might explode the sides of the three foot tall concrete raised bed.

How about you? Do you have a horror as bad as this to show us?