At this point in the summer, I’m not yet bringing out the big guns when it comes to the weeds.  As the 4th of July holiday reminded us, independence and liberty demand considerable sacrifice.  And the weeds that are our particular nemeses at this time of year require careful strategy and forethought before any declarations of war are made. 

Even the majestic burdock is menaced by the grasping grapevine.

Sure, many gardeners think of weeds in terms of battle.  Some people even study the tenets of  “The Art of War,” or purchase scary scythes, flamethrowers and poisons to combat them.  “Kill it with fire” memes appear in Facebook gardening groups.

So how about trying to use less pugilistic, more psychological methods this time around?  Call it energy-efficient, a copout or what you will.  I’m not advocating appeasement of weeds, or joining them because I can’t beat them.  But perhaps a détente, or temporary cessation of hostilities until peace talks can be negotiated?

Creeping Charlie looks so demure here.

The frightful fecundity of vines this year has been turbocharged by our ridiculous quantities of recent rain.  Grapevines, poison ivy and multiflora rose have all been proliferating in various areas of my yard and garden, and hosting their usual pest friends, the mealybugs and spotted Lanternflies, to make themselves even more of a nasty threat.  Unsightly, certainly.  But life-threatening?  Not quite yet.

So rather than getting all in a lather about this green menace, I am trying out  diplomacy first. There are certain weeds I must admit I actually enjoy pulling—in moderation.  Creeping Charlie for instance has a fresh, herbal aroma that nostalgically reminds me of my grandmother’s place in Iowa.  Burdock is rather statuesque when you contemplate it.  (Though preferably from afar, as those burs can be quite annoying, to pets especially.)  And Golden Alexanders have that umbellifer charm and can even be quite useful in some places.

Not exactly welcome, but at least violets are less obnoxious than many other weeds.

Before giving up and ordering the flamethrower, I’ll keep trying to stave off my uninvited weed-interlopers with low-impact guerilla gardening strategies.  A few strategic snips can separate the aggressive vines from their power source without much effort.  Goats would be interesting, but in their absence I’ll do my best to get the grazing effect by mowing that poison ivy in the lawn- an unwelcome first this year. 

And there can be a considerable sense of satisfaction in pulling a 14-foot grapevine out of a tall shrub or tree.  Like peeling an orange in one go, or removing a tick in one smooth motion (don’t get me started).  And like many of the less-pleasant tasks in life, it is the right thing to do, if not generally easy. 

Recently I visited Federal Twist in Stockton, New Jersey and have been reading James Golden’s enjoyable book about the making of his idiosyncratic garden.  He talks about choosing ‘strong plants’ to stand up to the thugs that tend to bedevil our cultivated plots. Sort of makes you think of staffing every security desk with commandos, or bringing firepower to a wrestling match?  But hey, it works for him.  Maybe next year?