I guess it’s more of a bur cutter – but that didn’t have the same ring. Why am I “mowing” the pasture in April with a barbed-wire infused log? Well, despite the fact that the plants are almost totally dead by October, they’re mischief is just beginning at that time. The stalks collapse very slowly and the prickle seed of the plant is ripe for the stickin’ for months to come.
We struggle with commitment, even to things we enjoy. For us, it’s usually because we take on too much. We think we can do everything and we’ll both have the time and desire to put 100% into everything we try. That doesn’t always happen though. Continue reading
Rhubarb is not a vegetable nor is it a fruit. It is simply a plant. A form of vegetation is all. But it is in fact a plant we eat. I personally never tried eating it until I reached the ripe age of 30. Joe and I stumbled among some at a farmers market and decided to try making a pie with it. 7 cups of sugar later and a runny liquidy mess, the pie was awful! Continue reading
One side effect of clearing the field last year was the invasion of some less than welcome plants. Namely, wild parsnip (pastinaca) and cow parsnip (heracleum maximum), which are both native to the area, but also opportunistic plants that love fresh cleared and abandoned pasture land. They were probably here prior, but choked out by the years of willow growth. The RoundUp sprayed on most fields keeps them baron so these plants are not seen as much as you’d expect. In fact driving around, I only occasionally see them in road ditches. However, they are all over our property.
Despite growing up in a family with long roots (pun intended) in horticulture and working for years in landscaping, I’ve never had much love of “wild or native flowers.” I’ve always been much fonder of landscape plants, so the little beauty these plants do possess doesn’t make me any less eager to eradicate them.