Weed or Wonder?

A few years ago a visitor to Secret Waters told me I must immediately dig out the agapanthus growing on our bank. Well, there were/are too many other things needing doing so the agapanthus remained.

I don't know what I do when I'm asleep, but I almost always wake up the same way. I open my eyes and the first thing I see is my tattoo, which brings a smile to my face. Next I role over and look out through a small, long window.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

 

How could I dig them out? They are such inspiring flowers. They leap up, throw out their arms and yell to the world:

 

"Here I am! Look at me! I'm so fucking gorgeous! Let's dance!"