Oh the Humanity
When I pull weeds I often leave them in a pile in the sun for a day to die. There’s just something supremely satisfying about watching them shrivel and die. Hm, maybe I should look into some therapy???

When I weed the front flowerbeds I often throw the weeds up on the front porch to dry, the next day I load them into a bucket and off to the compost pile they go. One day I noticed that the Chiots thought I had put them there to soften up the concrete for her (or maybe she was trying to help the cause by smothering them?).


















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