There are three sure signs that summer has almost fully arrived in south Georgia: heat,gnats, and weeds. We have not had a rain in two weeks now. I just counted my two trillionth gnat today, and our temperature hit 92 before lunch. Almost everything is wilted and drooping around here with one exception, and that would be the weeds.
The famous writer , Ralph Waldo Emerson, once said,” What is a weed.? It is a plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered”. Mr. Emerson’s friend, Henry David Thoreau, lived on Emerson’s farm when he wrote his famous book, On Walden’s Pond. I got curious and looked up where that farm was located, and it was in Concord, Massachusetts..
Now I hate to bust the bubble of anyone living in New England, but y’all have obviously never seen the kinds of weeds that grow in the south. I can almost guarantee you that Pigweed has no virtues whatsoever and no redeeming qualities yet to be discovered. It grows very fast, has a thick stalk, will stick the mess out of you, and plays havoc in a sweet corn field or even in a food plot. Nothing eats it, and nothing likes it. Once discovered in your field, if you do not already have a plan B to attack it, you have no plan at all since it is so hard to kill.
If Mr. Emerson was alive today, I would be glad to ship him a few tons of Pigweed along with a few billion gnats and wait for him to find their virtues!