She weeded the garden.

Our garden was full of weeds.

It's his job to pull the weeds in the garden.

The garden was grown over with weeds.

The garden was overgrown with weeds.

I rid the garden of the weeds.

My grandmother was pulling up weeds in her backyard.

Kingsfoil, aye, it's a weed.

...my backyard my power mower.

I am looking for an effective method to get rid of all the weeds in my yard.

This rundown, rubblefilled house with its weedpatch yard and cat box that never gets emptied.

what do you got, pop?

Ill weeds are sure to thrive.

Ill weeds grow apace.

Weeds sprang up in the garden.

The garden needs to be weeded.

My father set me the task of weeding the garden.

The grass sprouts all over the garden.

Grandmother mows the grass in the garden.

He pulled up the weed and threw it away.

The field was rank with weeds.

You should get rid of these weeds.

Many weeds were growing among the flowers.

There's weeds growing chin high in that place.

squawk ident and proceed east out of the area.

We have to get rid of weeds.

We have to pull the weeds.

Weeds will soon outgrow the flowers.

While one of them sped around major parts of the property on the mower, a second made a few sweeps at some tall weeds on the edge of my wife's garden, and the third got into the truck and smoked a cigarette.

We cut away all the grass and weeds around the church.

And I'm making a real plea here.

How billow like and boisterously grand!

They do this because they've stripped the soil from all nutrients from growing the same crop over and over again.

That storekeeper killed him with a pitchfork.

But again, I am not a farmer. I'm a teacher.

Could you please clear the weeds from the garden and water the flowers in the flowerbed for me?

Even tough it's such a big garden, it would be wasted if we let it get overrun with weeds.

If I have a spade, she whispered, I can make the earth nice and soft and dig up weeds.

A weedlike vine found only on lego,

Mary's face lighted up. Do you like roses? she said.

Extroverts, prudes make a neurotic breatharians (Laughter) allotment weeders, pomeranian breeders.

One day, I saw the picture of the Buddha on a Buddhist magazine.

Kingsfoil.

The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, I must up fill this osier cage of ours

The secret to this is underfoot.