At War With Weeds

The weeds are definitely winning the war in my yard. For every one that I manage to eradicate, another three take its place. I don’t want to go the poison route — with more weeds than anything else here on this property, the amount of weedkiller necessary to do the job would probably be strong enough to kill me, too.

So, it’s one weed at a time, though I have been mowing some of them just to clear a space for me to walk.

Oddly, some of those that seemed the most innocuous have turned out the be the most frightening. Since I can’t dig up all of them, I’ve started with those that have seed pods similar to dandelions, because once those take hold, you never get rid of them. I’ve pretty much been ignoring a weed that seemed to have a shallow root system, with skinny “arms” and sparse leaves, that lays flat on the ground. I thought that with all the wind around here, it might not be a bad idea to leave those weeds be so that they could hold the soil in place.

Bad idea! Today when I was out weeding one of my garden patches, I went ahead and pulled up some of those weeds, which turned out to be a monumental task. Each one of those “arm” had grown to about two feet, and at each intersection where a leaf grew, the plant grew a root. Even worse, in some cases, it tied down plants that were in its way. I’d never seen anything like that. I thought bindweed was bad. Bindweed looks like miniature white morning glories, and if they are in a field, they lie flat and look pretty. If they are in a garden, they grow monstrously long and strangle any plant they can climb. Unless I want to resort to poison, the bindweed will always win, but I can sort of keep on top of it. Goat’s head is another plant that is prevalent around here, but I know what it is, and can — mostly — keep on top of that one, too. But this long, skinny plant that ties itself to the ground and to anything in its path is something else again.

I have no idea what the plant is called — I spent the past hour searching online for information about it without any luck — but I do know I have to be more vigilant about pulling it up. If not, I’ll wake up one day and find my whole house wrapped up in the tendrils of that weed.


The thought is enough to give me nightmares.


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6 Responses to “At War With Weeds”

  1. rami ungar the writer Says:

    You know, there’s a short story about weed-like tendrils taking over houses. Would you like to read it?

  2. Uthayanan Says:

    Pat last days I have a surge of grief some level destabilize my way of thinking it is very hard but not destructive and I feel I have to take care and live with it.
    One suggestion please take a specimen of your weed un identified to a gardener nearby or a Garden centre near by your town.
    They can give you some ideas how to get rid of it. ( look like Prostrate knotweed)

    • Pat Bertram Says:

      I am sorry about your grief surge. I know I keep saying this, but it’s true: such upsurges are to be expected.

      You have good eyes! And a lot of garden knowledge. You’re right, it’s prostrate knotweed.

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