When
you look out our downstairs bathroom window chances are you’ll see a squirrel
looking back at you. That’s because about eight feet beyond the window there’s
a huge maple tree. Mr. and Mrs. Squirrel love that thing. That tree represents
one of the dilemmas that comes with living on a piece of land that sports
several huge trees. You just can’t take care of them all.
This
tree, though, has a special status, because you see, it’s not alone. Oh no.
Beneath it are blackberry bushes that the birds planted by hind end deposit
last fall. From the seeds that came from bushes in other part s of the
property. Add to the mix a wild grape vine (getting bigger every day), weeds,
and a sapling or two which you can just barely see for all the competition.
Why
is this allowed to be? You might ask. It’s kind of a mess. My only defense is –
I really can’t think of one. It’s simply neglect. Other areas of the yard
command more attention like our massive vegetable and herb garden. I want to
cut away all the stuff at the bottom of this tree, but whoa Mama! You should
see the berries. They’re always ready the first week of July so I can’t cut the
bushes now, right? Number three son especially loves the blackcap (local name)
jam I make with these babies. His mom can’t bear to disappoint him.
And
the grape vine shows promise of a bountiful crop, too. Little green bunches are
showing. And the woody vines will be perfect to cut for wreaths come autumn. I
love the way the curly bits come off the main branch. I’ll bet you find that
charming, too.
Weeds?
Let the wheat grow with the tares until harvest. That’s what the good book says
and who am I to say otherwise? Hmmm. Perhaps even God wants this jumble to
thrive.
That
leaves the maple saplings. They’re so imbedded amongst all the other growth
that getting to them would be impossible at this stage.
Guess
we’ll have to wait until the blackcap jam is all made,the wine is pressed, and
the weeds die to take action. Yeah, I think that’s how it’s going down.
What
would you do?
I'd leave it the way it is. But then I'm lazy and not a gardener. Maybe if you're up to it someday, you can pull out the maple saplings, but golly... you want to please your son, right? And it's leaving nature the way it's meant to be. Right?
ReplyDeleteRight and right! Thanks for coming by, Cindy. Hugs 'n More. =0)
DeleteI have boys, see, so if there's that kind of work to be done, they help. And their dad.
ReplyDeleteBut having all those boys (and their dad), the jam would be a hot item here. So....go with the jam! :D
Aye, aye, Captain! Jam it is.
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