Ever since the "summer of NO rain" (2011), our yard has taken a beating and has been plagued by Russian thistle (aka tumble weed). We've sprayed it. We've spent HOURS pulling it out by the roots. Nothing seems to phase it. I'm not exactly sure how it multiplies, but it might be the most prolific weed we've ever encountered.
Ben finally got tired of pulling it last night and decided to kill two birds with one stone:
practice his golf swing in the middle of the heavy weed patch.
If only our grass seed was this determined.
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