Weed Be Gone

I am slowly but surely recovering from yanking a huge weed from this garden of a life. For much too long, the weed's roots had prevented any chance of new growth, hogging all nutrients from the soil, blocking most of the sunlight with its prickly leaves, cutting off vital oxygen with its unforgiving tendrils. It’s now time to fill the welcome void left behind by that weed – and thrive again.