Old Ned is a Chemical Brother...

This has to be some form of Garden Terrorism. Under the stairs that lead from the deck to the backyard I had a lovely patch of ground cover.

My four year studies in agriculture do not lend itself to identifying the Latin name or the ordinary garden variety term for that matter. Needless to say the delicate green ground cover kept the wayward grass and weeds at bay. That was until Old Ned came and preformed a little maintenance.

The now barren obis under the stairs...

Notice that the only thing to survive is grass.

This was not an issue before the attack of

Old Ned and his chemical spray!

Every day as I tend to the worm farm I also tend to the barren ground.
Slowly the delicate green ground cover is reclaiming the space.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.