I am sick of weeding! I know it’s a never ending battle; I know that as a gardener, I will always have to weed. But seriously, I do not want to spend the majority of my time weeding; that should not be my primary function in life. I know the giant wild field to the north of my
neighborhood will keep blowing weed seeds into my yard. I KNOW the birds will keep pooping weed seeds into my gardens. But I can’t stand it – I have to do something. So I am putting fabric down where ever I possibly can. So Far I’ve gone through 600 feet, at 12′ wide.