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Weedsville

One of the joys of living in the Pacific North West is the wildlife and the vegetation. Except that which is in your garden, that is.

We basically live in a Forest.... a tree covered mountainous area which has had houses and all the other things which make up modern living built within. They haven't razed everything to the ground in order to build on it, they've built within it, which means it looks wonderful and lush 52 weeks a year. The downside to this is the weeds. They're everywhere, and extremely plentiful. Our garden is beginning to become a problem and needs some serious work done on it to cut back the jungle at the bottom & rid us of the enormous amount of wild plants that quickly creep forward every day.

Today in the garden Dylan came running and said 'Mom! There's a raccoon in the tree!' I went to look and sure enough, in one of the trees by the side of our house, a raccon was staring rather menacingly down at us. We also get visited by Squirrels several times a day and Deer are not unheard of. There are birds nesting in the eaves of the house, and we see all kinds of wildlife on a daily basis. Including the dreaded ones. SPIDERS.

I'm not averse to gardening particularly - it's not my favourite pastime but I don't mind the thought of doing it to make it look nice. However, I also loathe it because it means SPIDERS. I can't relax and tidy the garden or pull any weeds out without being freaked at the thought that some gargantuan tarantula sized nasty thing will run out or worse UP MY ARM. I am totally phobic and just can't do it........ today I rather wimpily pulled one weed out and saw this monster scurry away in the opposite direction and I nearly had heart failure.

Not sure what this is going to mean for the long term prospects of the garden here, the garden which is full of wildlife. Getting a man in is pretty expensive ... I'm thinking several gallons of weedkiller spray might be in order.