This morning I found myself in my garden space; the one that I hope to be pretty excellent this year, despite my previous record.
The last tenant at our home was quite messy and didn't do much of anything with the house and/or yard; hence the garden area is a veritable command center for dock weed.
I loathe dock weed. I can't dig it up (easily broken tap roots), I can't kill it. I've resorted to all kinds of eco-unfriendly methods, including but not limited to pouring an entire bottle of RoundUp CONCENTRATE on the one plant at the base (after making sure it went downward into the roots). That darn plant came back after a week. The only damage it seemed to display was that a couple of its leaves were a little misshapen at first... then it was back in its full anti-glory.
So my amazing husband got me a 500,000 BTU weed torch. (It doesn't kill the dock either, but it's kind of fun to blast.) It really helps me clear the ground before I plant all of those annual veggies and replace a few of the herbs our puppy decided to dig up earlier this spring. (Lesson learned: never let a 3 month old vizsla puppy loose in the yard if you're not paying complete attention to him.)
I started doing a little blasting with the torch yesterday and then again today. Today I felt an almost profound experience as I watched the flames obliterate all of these weeds to nothing but ashes. I want to honor God and God's creation in this activity, so that I can eat and share the bounty that I cultivated with my hands and by the generosity of God. How am I honoring God's creation if I am busy obliterating and trying to obliterate the plants that I find "undesirable," just so that I might grow the plants I want to? Is that really honoring God? Is it really honoring the Earth? Or is it just honoring my desires for tasty food?
I still don't know the answer. But I am still torching the weeds.