I think my neighbors are about to start knocking on my door. No, not to welcome me to the neighborhood, or say ‘hello,’ or borrow a cup of sugar. But to complain about my lawn. It’s an overgrown, dandelion infested nightmare.
And my lawnmower is being held captive for medical testing – for at least another week.
I’ve done some weeding and took out the large dandelions from the flower beds with this nifty little tool made especially for removing dandelions. But, short of chemicals, there’s no possible way to remove every single one from the grass. I’ve thought about doing some of that urban foraging in my front lawn and having everyone over for a nice dandelion green salad. Or, maybe I can set out on an experiment to see if you really can make dandelion wine.
However, unless the diagnosis on my lawnmower comes in soon, I think I must concede – the dandelions have officially won this round.
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