Exercise in Futility

"What is this exercise?" you ask. (I asked for you, just in case you didn't ask.)

This particular exercise in futility is digging out granddaddy grass. This grass's root ball has been well ensconced in the earth since the beginning of time and has absolutely no intention of being removed now, especially by me.

I did get one patch removed, knowing and knowing well, that it will grow back as the season wears on. I know I didn't get WAY down deep enough (center of the earth may not have been deep enough and I certainly wasn't going to dig that deep), so, the futility. It looks nice now but will be back and make life for the flower garden grassy. Another plot of grass, I wasn't able to get all of it to be unseen on top. Sooooo... I just chopped it down as far as I could and covered it with the mulch I had waiting in the bags for when the grass removing chore was complete.

It looks nice out there in that little garden now. The mums I planted last summer are coming up and I think they really are the mums, not the weeds that LOOK like the mum leaves. The cannas are coming up nicely. I did split a couple and move them to another spot. They are so pretty when they get their growth and their bright red flowers bloom out. aaahhhhh... :)

Even with the exercise in futility done today, I know the cannas will hide anything that comes up behind them. YYAYAYAYAYAY