I Was Right, Unfortunately
Rosebush stump #4 is gonna be a sumgun to get out. I didn’t expect to be able to do much as it was, so I dug a big hole around it, dumped in a couple of gallons of water to soften up the ground, and still couldn’t budge it, even by solid kicking. And given the root structure, Mr. E says pulling it out might not be a good idea, or I might damage the pond liner.
That’s a good point, and if the rain and more water I plan to dump in tomorrow don’t loosen it up either, I may decide to whack off the roots as deep as I can, then plan to hit anything that shows up with the strongest weed-killer I can find. Given half a chance, that particular rosebush would take over the entire bed, so I don’t dare give it such a chance.
Other than that, I didn’t get a great deal of cleanup done on the rest of the bed. Which is a bit disappointing, as I’d like to get that one done this fall, so I only have the one around the wisteria (doing fine now I’ve staked it up) and the small pond (which is going to turn into a strawberry bed) to take care of come spring, along with — of course — the vegetable garden.
