Bwahahahaahhahahahhhh!!!! (She laughs maniacally.)
Unfortunately, no. Sadly, tragically, painfully, no.
You see, my front yard has-- it shames me to say it-- nutsedge. Also known as nutgrass, it is a curse and a scourge and this afternoon was devoted to beginning the process of eradicating it.
Which, I admit, is not the full process some authorities say can and must be completed. The authorities, many of the ones I read online, at least, say that to eliminate nutsedge you must dig out at least 18 inches of soil and dispose of it. And not in the borough yard waste dump, either, where it will get ground up and mixed in with the free mulch and spread, spread, spread. No, burn it, nuke it, bury the ashes twenty feet deep somewhere in the Sahara, send hem to Mars. Because, according to the authorities, if you don't, the nutsedge will take over your whole lawn, and maybe the whole world!
|See all the pretty yellow-green grass? Well, it isn't.|
|In the new planting bed. Not good at all,|
So I'm fighting this war much the way the UN does its "conflicts"-- with just enough effort to keep the enemy at bay, in the hope that if I'm persistent enough it'll get bored and give up trying to take over my whole lawn. This means I only dug down four or five inches, or as far as I could see the nuts, which are about a half an inch long. Yes, yes, I realize there have to be a lot more nutlets that go way deeper than that, microscopic ones hiding away and waiting to mature and send up more shoots. But I already have seven or eight 45 gallon bags of sedge and dirt to convince the trash haulers to carry away to the landfill without charging me extra, and those were filled to the point where I could barely lift them. I have to fight a constant war of attrition here. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and following the plan of a minority of online anti-nutsedge warriors. That is, get the worst of it while the shoots are short and young like mine are, accept that they'll send up new shoots two or three times more, dig those out in their turn, and let them wear themselves out.
|Dug out, to some degree|
I noticed that the worst of the nut infestation is centered in the thatch. Oh, yeah, thatch. My front lawn has about two and a half inches of it. No wonder it's brown. I probably need to buy a thatch rake and grub it all up. I mean, I know I have to grub it all up, and I may have to break down and buy a thatch rake to do it. I also am forced to notice that some of the nutsedge is growing up through the still-healthy grass. I gather that chemical warfare is the best way to tackle that, with a selective herbicide.
I'll see what we have available for sale at work.
|Here's what the nuts look like|
|More dug out|
The good thing (if anything can be said to be good about this) is that the thatch comes up very easily with with my steel garden trowel. And that the stuff doesn't grow as well in dry weather, which we've had for over a week. The bad thing is that as disgusting as it is to have nutsedge in the grass, it'd be worse if the infestation took over the new landscape bed. Grass you can subject to total war with Round-Up or whatever and just start over. Shrubs and perennials aren't so easily sacrificed. You don't want to have to destroy the village in order to save it.