The only problem was they were gnarly, and huge, and I popped a rib out of place in my back last week–so I wasn’t going to be much help. Fortunately, Chris rounded up some young men from our neighborhood that he works with in the scouting program to help take this:
If daisies are the friendliest flower (ahem, Kathleen Kelly)–then I’m going to declare roses the unfriendliest. Lining our front yard we have 6 pain-inflicting rose bushes that have shown no mercy to their victims–which have sadly, mostly been the neighborhood kids running from yard to yard in our cul-de-sac. Two of the six are mini roses, and they are mostly out of the way, but the other four beasts we have been eyeing for…oh, two years now. And this year, I really wanted to get them out before they bloomed and I felt horrible about the decision.
To this in about 40 minutes.
So much better! I knew I wanted them out but I never expected to feel this relieved. They tried with a tow rope first with no success, so they went after the bushes with old fashioned shovels.
As a tip, if you do ask for help digging out your rose bushes (or any other beastly plant)–and you totally should–these guys were cool being “paid” in burgers and lemonade. We are anxious to hit up the nursery this weekend for a lot of plants–softer ones–so we’ll report back with those planting details soon. Any tips on a friendly shrub?
Ps. After a lot of suggestions and thought on our own part, we have decided to combine Chris’s food blog (Julia Loves Chris) and this blog. The DIY/home schedule will remain the same, but three days a week, there will be an afternoon post (Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 12:30 MST) from Chris. We are excited about bringing Chris’s passion for good food right here! So yes, see you again right here in a few hours. Air-fives all around.