Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
It will kill the tree eventually of course, but it looks wonderful.
Wisteria is the most voracious vine. My mum had one on her specially built timber carport and as lovely as it looked it literally squashed the timber posts it was growing up and got so heavy that the timber couldn't support it anymore. Im surprised it hasn't been declared a weed yet cus if it spead it would surely be an environmental hazard.
My place cost $52,000. It's worth half a million now. The latte set want it, but I'd burn it down first.
Magnificent!I can practically smell the glorious scent.Bless you Professor Wister.and my friend with the 'Master Tree-Grower' qualification from the Creswick School of Forestry assures me that trees are not killed by creeprs like ivy, even when their trunks are smothered in it; so fret not dear Cameraface.
I walked to the corner this morning and the wisteria is just begining to turn green but the tree looks quite dead.Neo, even worse is that red trumpet vine thing which grows through a fence and pulls it apart.Rh, half a million, that's marriable type money. You're safe, a gold digger I'm not.bwca, I love ivy in the garden if it's kept in bounds. My ivy could hide bodies, it hides a heap of tree trunks and concrete.
The ivy growing up my garden wall actually does contain several bodies. We let the Fleetwood Over 60's Club hold their annual Beetle Drive in our potting shed last year and six of them never re-emerged.
I'm going to hate myself for asking but what were they going to do with the beetles? Is there some crazy Lancashire liquer that they're brewing in caves along the Wyre which uses 6 mature bodies/sacrifice for the secret ingredient?Speak brewer Hughes, us bloggers know how to keep a confidence.
What were they going to do with the beetles? Dribe them somewhere I suspect.
Scratch that 'dribe' and make it 'drive'...not that it makes any more sense but I'm nothing if not litterait.
Sounds to me like you've been imdribed the booze.
It smells so lovely
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