There are many times during the season of vegetation when the thought of trying to control the Lush becomes the reality it is, an insurmountable task. I could spend five full days a week weeding and possibly achieve a notion of civilized chaos.
But those five days don't exist. Between moving next door and spending more time in my own part of the garden and becoming unreasonably fully employed, the wild cultivated garden next door is showing signs of my absence.
There is only so much an older gardener can do and knowing I wasn't going to have enough time, I gave permission for Bulbarella to have at it with her Roundup. She loves her roundup and can handle any collateral damage. I cringe. Now we can look forward to pathways of brown through the green of the Lush. There will be additional pock marks of dead vegetation where she wants to clear some new ground and nothing good was there anyway.
At her age, I must allow a special dispensation for weed killing.
I will continue to hand pull weeds on my own terrain. I have more time and most days more patience
This afternoon after a daunting evening stroll, I gave myself a full decade, ten years, to change the nature of the weeds... er wildflowers, on the grounds of Ku'ulei 'Aina. The thugs will be eliminated to the status of minor and occasional weeds.
I have been so busy weeding, working, it's all the same, that I don't think I have properly bonded with the roadside vegetable garden this year. It is on track. The corn is up. Tomatoes, peppers, squashes and cucumbers are in. We have been eating bowls of strawberries and tons of lettuce with garnishes of radishes and sweet peas, but I feel somewhat removed, a bit distant from the produce department. My harvesting time has suffered the most.
With my thick layer of weed suppressing, water saving, decomposing and fertilizing wood chip mulch the roadside vegetable garden just doesn't need me like the rest of the wild cultivated gardens.
I really need enough wood chips for the entire mountain top, but when would I have the time to spread them? Mulch is a powerful thing.