It all began the summer before my sophomore year in high school. I had run over to my aunt's house with my dog as part of my pre-season Cross Country training. As I completed my post-workout stretch, I listened to my aunt ramble on and on about her overgrown garden and insidious weeds. With no experience and, in retrospect, not the right equipment, I offered to help. Within minutes, I found myself immersed in a jungle of ambiguity and a goldmine of opportunity. Then and there I decided to use my aunt's wayward backyard as the startup of my own business. The inception of the weed removal business was planted.
And so it began. Day after day, week after week, I worked meticulously to transform overgrown jungles into something recognizable, perhaps even beautiful. The locations varied from overgrown yards to organic greenhouses, but each location proved to be a sanctuary for me. I often found myself amidst the company of roly-polies, worms, bumble-bees, garden snakes and other creepy crawlies. Similar to a Disney inspired story about dwarves and magic …show more content…
What type of weed was it? Was it an annual or perennial? How could I prevent this weed from sprouting again? Each night I delved into research seeking answers to my own query. The more I investigated, the more I wanted to know. The information about weeds and the removal of weeds was astounding. The statistics were staggering. In the year 2014 the economic cost of weeds (crop losses and weed management) was estimated to be over 30 billion dollars in the United States and close to 400 billion dollars worldwide. Weeds were big business and I was a part of