On Tue, 24 Jun 2003 19:23:10 GMT, "Doug Kanter"
>I compost everything except bindweed, which will survive a nuclear
>holocaust. After the end of August, when I know it'll get cold and
>composting will slow down, the weeds go into the regular garbage. If I weed
>near the end of October, I leave them on the surface to dry out, and the
>snow deals with them.
>I'm in Rochester NY. For other areas of the country, substitute "your
>nastiest weed" for bindweed.
I'm in eastern Kentucky. When I lived in southeast Tennessee,
bindweed was "my nastiest weed," but here hogweed and chickweed give
it close competition in the vegetable gardens.
I've just finished reading the "how do I prepare a grassy area for
planting flowers" thread, and y'all have inspired me to pull the old
newspapers out of the burnable brushpile.
We have a ten-foot deep, 120-foot long sloped area between the front
fence and the street, and it's just awful to mow. Along the fence are
a couple holly trees (yes, _trees_, they're forty and twenty years
old, respectively) and a fifty-year-old rose bush.
When I moved here a couple years ago I planted wildflowers along the
fence, hoping they'd escape into the berm (or whatever you choose to
call that 120 x 10 grassy strip). They've started, but at this slow
rate it will be years before I can forgo mowing.
This year I have a new idea: I will plant flowering shrubs at
intervals along the fence, a big enough variety that I'll have
different colors and textures, and different things blooming for as
long as possible. I've started with a lone forsythia spike. So many
pretty shrubs bloom here in the spring, but I don't know the name of
many of them. I'm better at identifying weeds and wildflowers.
Anyway, about the wildflowers: The poppies along the fence are about
halfway through blooming and I've cut lots of seedheads; they're
drying in paper sacks in the garage, along with the forget-me-not I
collected earlier in the spring. If I don't cut the seed-heads, they
escape into the yard, in the WRONG direction!
I guess now I should put newspaper down, and since *buying* topsoil is
out of the question, I should weigh down the newspaper with the
plentiful rocks in our vegetable garden, and the hell with what the
I don't think my two-year-old compost pile is big enough to cover more
than a few square feet of newspaper. Maybe I should just spot-paper
to begin with, like, around the roses, around the mailbox, under the
I like this group, there are always nice folks and on-topic posts.
The trouble I have is my time is stretched between so many interests
and obligations I rarely involve myself with any USENET group for more
than a few weeks at a time. That doesn't mean I don't want to be
Juliebee in Kentuckee
Bearskin to Holly Fork: Stories from Appalachia
by Bob Sloan ISBN: 1-893239-21-7