Blackberries, anyone?
Aug. 22nd, 2009 05:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
prosodicThis is how bad the blackberries have gotten in less than a year...so bad, that Lance could open up the back gate last September and walk back through the wooded area behind our yard...now, forget about it. Huge nasty prickly vines everywhere.
We now have a machete. Twenty-two inches of cold, razor-sharp steel. And a bottle of herbicide made specifically for blackberry plants.
Even though I wanted Lance to wait until the berries were out of season, he insisted on doing it now. He let me pick what I could get first. I just couldn't get very far. It's madness back there, I tell you!
I took before pictures. I'll take more pictures after the plants start to die and he starts hacking away at them with the machete. That will be sometime next month. So...I better enjoy my tiny blackberry harvest because it's the only one I'm going to get. Thankfully, I'm not a huge fan of them. I much prefer raspberries and blueberries.
And to think, this is one of those things that native Pacific Northwesterners love...all the wild blackberries. I don't find them so charming when the brambles snake their way through the fence and start taking over the yard.
Now that "Operation KILL TEH EVIL!" is in full effect, we won't be starting Johnson's Blackberry Jam Factory.
Keep in mind with these pictures, there ARE trees back there...somewhere.
Pictures:
We now have a machete. Twenty-two inches of cold, razor-sharp steel. And a bottle of herbicide made specifically for blackberry plants.
Even though I wanted Lance to wait until the berries were out of season, he insisted on doing it now. He let me pick what I could get first. I just couldn't get very far. It's madness back there, I tell you!
I took before pictures. I'll take more pictures after the plants start to die and he starts hacking away at them with the machete. That will be sometime next month. So...I better enjoy my tiny blackberry harvest because it's the only one I'm going to get. Thankfully, I'm not a huge fan of them. I much prefer raspberries and blueberries.
And to think, this is one of those things that native Pacific Northwesterners love...all the wild blackberries. I don't find them so charming when the brambles snake their way through the fence and start taking over the yard.
Now that "Operation KILL TEH EVIL!" is in full effect, we won't be starting Johnson's Blackberry Jam Factory.
Keep in mind with these pictures, there ARE trees back there...somewhere.
Pictures: