With the guidance of a knowledgeable forester, some weeds in your backyard could end up on your plate. I braced myself and tried to pull the weed. The weed was stronger than I was, and I almost fell backward onto the ground.
“I could use a little help over here,” I called out to my husband, trimming the bushes.
He glanced over and saw me struggling with a plant whose leaves were the size of rhubarb …