In previous years, my yard would have been full by now of six-foot high specimens of the world’s stupidest and ugliest invasive plant. But this year, thanks to a bit of Roundup and judicious use of a hypodermic syringe, the plants are all stunted and deformed. The leaves are curling up, turning yellow, and falling off. A winner is me. (Almost)
It’s nearly enough to make me want to counter-protest at the anti-Monsanto march next week.