"THE ELIMINATOR: WEEDS BEWARE!"

Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive and capable of overrunning my lawn each spring....They're WEEDS!

Yes folks, it's that season again when those pesky garden nuisances come back for a repeat performance to make my lawn (and me) miserable. Oh I know they're out there waiting for the opportune moment to strike while rearing their ugly heads amongst my would be luxurious lawn.

But in the flick of a sprinkler, my lush garden paradise begins to sprout these yellow pollen pushing beauties. First randomly, one by one giving me a taste of things to come. Then rapidly multiplying as a field of dandelions wrecks havoc on its poor unsuspecting prey. My grass.

They psychologically taunt me with their deafening laughter as they get increasingly louder in my head it feels like it's about to explode. The situation begins to look bleak. But wait what's that I see in the distance, help is on the way. Yes, the cavalry (a.k.a. 'The Weedman') arrives to save my lawn and (more importantly) my sanity....Ahhhh....My hero!

The Weedman barrels down over the unwanted flowering beacons of light now deeply embedded amongst the helpless new blades of grass. While the tiny organic beads of rejuvenation generously being spread all over my lawn is sure way to let the weeds know that this lawn ain't big enough for the both of us. There's a new Sheriff in town and I aim to clean up this here lawn even if it means watching ya'll shrivel up and die in the sun. I said, "dance dandelions, dance!"

It's been a few days and all traces of the dreaded chicory hostage taking becomes a thing of the past. Yes, happy days are here again and I like it. Now if I can only stop the neighbours kitty from using my rose bed as a personal toilet all would be right in the world. Well, at least in my world.