In the little bed beside the front steps were weeds and things I just couldn't get rid of. So in the fall I did what I'd read about so many times - covered the plot with watered-down layers of newspaper and some black plastic, with rocks to hold it all down. I knew it would kill my daffodils, but I couldn't see any other way; I would just have to plant more.
Well, last week I noticed the edge of the papers were up - the side which was toward the sun.
Those daffodils weren't so easily done away with, bless their sunny little hearts.
Everything else seems to be gone. How convenient.