My season started yesterday morning. We had a dusting of snow that changed to sleet and then cold drizzle.
When I wake up to rain I think of one thing. Flame weeding.
We’ve had an unseasonably mild winter. It’s been so mild a better term for this winter is early spring.
The winter annual weeds have thrived. Patches of weeds are ready to take off with the warmer days.
After I put the kids on the bus I went right to the propane tank. The ground was damp, aka fire resistant, and ready for flame weeding.
The cold drizzle turned to downpours during the day and high winds and thunderstorms last night.
I look forward to picking up branches in the yard today.
If you don’t like the weather in New England now, just wait a few minutes. – Mark Twain