While In Season
Recognize your own timing
My wife came out in sandals to stop me from spraying the weed killer. “Are you sure you’re supposed to do that in winter?” she said. “I don’t want you to waste time and resources.”
I take a lot of pride in my lawn care. As a new yard-owner, I like researching and buying my own tools. But like weeds, the number of tasks associated with lawn care seem to grow exponentially. There’s filling in the holes that form because our dog tears up turf while running. There’s trimming the bushes that, left unattended, sprout wacky, uneven branches. And there’s extinguishing the literal weeds that blossom all over the place.
When we first moved into our single-family home last September, there weren’t any weeds. Our lawn was tidy, the bushes trimmed, the pavement smoothly grey. Throughout the fall, I started to notice green tufts in the cracks between the pavement, or in the dirt patches that were previously devoid of green. I didn’t think much of it at first, trusting winter cold to kill them off.
Then I blinked, and there were weeds everywhere. One patch was so overgrown that you could barely see the gravel underneath.
So this past January, barely into the new year, I set aside time to kill the weeds.
