Next time you’re out weeding, let these lines roll around in your head:
“[Weeds] would not be without their use, if they were good for nothing else but to exercise the Industry of Man to weed them out who, had he nothing to struggle with, the fire of his spirit would be half extinguished in the Flesh.”
William Coles
Adam in Eden, or Nature’s Paradise (1657)
“I weed, therefore I am.”
See. You thought you were just out removing some worthless crabgrass but actually you are saving your soul!!!! Without garlic mustard and nutsedge appearing in your perennial beds to challenge your human spirit, you would slowly deteriorate into an empty shell, a big, purposeless blob of Homo sapiens.
That’s cool and all, but I’m thinking my personal weeding style is more postmodern with a twist of absurdist. Let me go check out what Beckett or Camus had to say about this weeding business.
Black Walnut Dispatch 
Right. And I’ll bet old William Coles had himself a bunch of gardeners to do his weeding for him.
It’s so hot and dry here that even the weeds are dying.
355 years of weeding, who’s winning.
Well, all I can say is that I must have a pretty firey spirit!
Lol, same here!
I don’t think Camus would weed his own garden, or have an opinion on weeding, even. I think he would sneak into his neighbor’s garden when no one was around, and then just rip out a choice plant just to see what it felt like.
Hmmm, I’ve actually never read anything by Camus, so if you are referencing something he wrote I must claim ignorance. One of my skills is pretending to be smarter than I actually am.
Then at least you are good at it, which most people are not. Having spent the ages 17 to 29ish being very deep and misunderstood, the existentialists were unavoidable. I think The Stranger is perfect for a little light beach reading for you this summer. But if you don’t get to it, Gide said it best: there are few things in life that I would have over…but since I cannot, why bother? This does not apply to eating durian.