St. Augustine grass must be robust as heck because some of it came back. I'll have to hit it again with grass selective herbicide when the weather warms.
The pony foot is coming in thick and lush, to my delight.
Look at all this free mulch! This is only about a quarter of what was available on my street this week. But the trailer only holds so much.
There was a lot of brush on the curb. My neighbors don't do their own mulch, and the city picks it up regularly. I don't know if it's due to a lack of time, interest, or cultural expectation. But I have a cheap wood chipper and I'm not afraid to use it.
A lot of people around here will tell you that these are poison ivy.
They are not. They are Virginia creeper. In some people, they will induce a similar rash. But not nearly as many people.
Likewise, this is not Johnson grass. This is Vasey's grass.
I was pretty young when I read the sequel to Jurassic Park. In it, a woman scientist is telling a girl to do all her own research because people are usually wrong. Something like 95% of the time. And she lists all the many, many ways that people are wrong.
Most of the time they don't mean any harm; they only mean to help. Yet even so, misinformation gets out there.
Look what I found in the back yard. Carolina coralbead is a native berry that is described as super easy to grow and ideal for people with brown thumbs.
Purple dead-nettle, Lamium purpureum, is another Asian weed. It proliferates in the spring, goes dormant in the summer, and then reappears in the fall.
I'm conflicted about eradicating this one because it is naturalized. It's been on this continent long enough that species have adapted around it.
And right now it's springing up in places where I have nothing living. Which is a rather cheerful sight.
It's called a dead-nettle because it doesn't sting like true nettles do.