I come home today to find stapled on a tree in the front yard (or is it the back yard?) a very unassuming yellow sign. At first glance one wouldn’t think that it would have massive impact on “The Lake”. But there is was, giving it’s silent warning to those who can read to don’t go swimming today. My weedy friends that have taken up residence at the end of the dock, just looked on as if nothing was new today. Little do they know that the impact they have had on the the lake, choking out life in it’s race to take over, would soon come to an end. With the first application of the Tricloyr (say that three time quickly!), the process starts. Soon those pesky Eurasian Milfoil will soon see their demise. Die Weeds Die.