As I mentioned, I am pulling dandelions like a mo fo this spring. This is the first time I have ever done this because I have never cared much before…our ‘lawn’ is a tiny plot of grass, dandelions, clover and exists only because sitting on rows of straw between lettuce and squash for a picnic isn’t very comfy. Neither is croquet among calendula.
You have patience, a must-have virtue if you are a non-Roundup kind of woman.
When we moved into our house at 402 in RL, it was wall-to-wall dandelions and crabgrass. I was out there literally from morning ’til night digging those bastards up. I’d leave them in piles then collect them into garbage bags. It was backbreaking. One day I left the piles because I was too effing tired to bag them. Then, next morning when I went out to start again, all the flowers had gone to seed. Moral of the story, they are in a hurry to reproduce, so don’t leave piles over night. I think they sensed their demise and used their last bit of energy to spray seeds.