Hey Nature, nice haircut!

Okay, so as much as I love the garden...weeding overwhelms me, especially major yard weeding. I get completely bajigity when it comes to weeding. Once they're there, I kind of feel like they made their point, survival of the fittest and all. My sister, on the other hand, loves weeding more than gardening. Match made in sister heaven? I think so. She coined a phrase that I love, she says weeding is like "picking nature's split ends." Brilliant.

Now, I do have a reason that I am waxing poetic about my love for my sister and her mad weeding skills. I had this weeks post all written out (it will now be a highlight post later this week) and then came home from a long day at work and found that Anne + fam spent 5 hours in my front yard pulling the weeds...no wait, let me re-phrase, DESTROYING the weeds that infest my front retaining wall. She weeded the ever-living shiznit out of my yard. I am mind-blown, amazed, and... SO FREAKING HAPPY! WOOT! Attached is a photo of what this incredible weeding feat entails...one 15 foot by 3 foot area = 8 bags (2 not pictured) of split ends. Lookin' good, nature. And thank you Jackson's.