Guys. Remember my post a few days ago when I ordered my birthday presents? The last of them came yesterday, and it's a goodie.
I love digging around in the dirt but I promised my physiatrist that I would take better care of my back these days. And the weeds in my back yard are just begging to be pulled and tossed in the lawn recycle bin. Yes, they are. I wake up in the morning and I HEAR them:
Juuuuullllliiiiaaaaaa.....nanernanernaner! We're out here just sucking up all the nutrients and water and good stuff from the dirt that you think is going to your blueberry bushes. And roses. And zinnias.
Then they blow me raspberries. Weed versions of raspberries. Honest. Thhhhbbbbtttt!
Ah, but now that this beauty has arrived, I plan on silencing those weed stinkers.
It's called a Rocket Weeder, and I gave it a test drive as soon as I unpacked it. This thing works, people. I don't have to bend over. I just step on the lever, tilt the thing backwards, and up comes the weed.
Take THAT, you little green garden gremlins.
Then, I give another button a push and the nasty little flora critter gets dumped into a bucket. Sweet. Now all I need is some cloudy days so that I can get outside and wage my weed war.