Happy Spring!!!*#$&!!*##&!!!

Some sort of metaphor is happening in my yard...something about how you can't control Mother Nature, Man has no power against Earth... something like that. I just can't look beyond the FRIKKIN' WEEDS long enough to learn my lesson.
The picture on the left is of the gravely walkway bit by the porch. Just LAST YEAR I raked up all the little rocks and put down landscape fabric. Yeah, that helped.
The picture on the right is where we plowed a big circle and put in grass seed in the fall. Hmmmm....
not lookin' so grassy.
So every year I get all silly about Spring, think about all the pretty flowers I'm going to plant, and, FOOLISHLY, what a Zen Gardener I'm going to be. I fall for that every year!! And then, the VERY FIRST thing that shows up, is this weird grassy weed in my walkway! I can't take it! And I'm not a Zen Gardener, I'm a Guerilla Gardener, hacking stuff left and right while I curse it soundly. Someday I'll learn. I know this is a control issue of some sort and I need to "find my centre" or something horrible like that.
But in homage to the weed, I made it into an inspirational poster. That somehow does not make me feel better.