Our house has two brick walkways and a brick patio. I prefer the look of brick to the look of cement. I like the darker appearance and the more old-fashioned feel that you get from brick.
These positive attributes come at a cost, of course. When spring rolls around, you just have to reconcile yourself to the reality that, at several points during the spring and summer months, you will have to weed the cracks between the bricks — because those tiny slivers of earth seem to be the most fertile ground imaginable. Is there some magical property of brick that encourages the growth of grass and unwanted plants? And, in deference to Penny, we can’t really apply powerful herbicides.
All weeding sucks, of course, but weeding the cracks between bricks is like weeding, squared. It is a precise operation where you have to grasp the weed at its base next to the brick and then gently pull straight up to try to get the roots, too. Gardening gloves don’t really work because they are too bulky. This delicate bare-handed process always results in fingertips and palms scraped against the roughness of the brick, as well as an aching back and sore hamstrings from being hunched over during the endless series of careful extractions.
When you have finally finished, the walkways and patio look great, but you know it is just a matter of time before you are going to have to do it again. Such are the burdens of the brick walkway owner.