"No good deed goes unpunished" is one of those old axioms I've heard all my life and still don't understand. I use it myself occasionally even though it does seem counterintuitive.
My good deed this morning was weeding along my neighbor's walk. She isn't able to do it herself. In the past she has sprayed the weeds with roundup. IMO, dead weeds are more unattractive than live ones. This is the 'before' photo.
Two or three years ago she paid to have everything dug out of this area including the flowers, then had weed barrier landscape cloth put down with rock on top.
Anyone who has used that method knows weeds will still come up through the barrier, though they are easier to pull.
I might try digging the snapdragons and putting them back in one of my planters.
In truth, I performed this good deed as much for myself as for my neighbor. She seldom goes out on this side of her house, coming and going through her garage instead. Whereas I see the weeds every day through the window above my kitchen sink.
As for my punishment for this good deed, I'm already feeling it - achy back and knees. 😇
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