Wake up those muscles

I don't remember all the folks who told me that weeds die in the winter. I don't believe them. I ventured out today to kill a few weeds. Actually, Peaty and I scouted the grounds first to see what condition our condition was in. We came across a short row of evergreens in need of saving from grass not planted by anyone. This makes it a weed when it is not suppose to be where you want it.

I was motivated to attack the situation. Boy, am I out of shape. I will have to gradually work into this. Muscles that haven't been used since last summer are telling me this. The squatting was easy because I have been squatting in front of the fireplace all winter. It was the pounding on the ground with the hoe that woke up the shoulder, arm and back muscles.

I only worked one hour. It was a short row. It was a tough row. The challenge was to remove the grass without injury to the very small evergreen. It was a success. I look down that row and see happy little trees. I now go home to soak my muscles in the hot tub.