We have a lot of weeds.
In addition to the obvious ones like blackberry, fennel, boneseed and English ivy, the brochure from the local Council has helped me to identify a few others. For example, around here willows, sweet pittosporum, prunus, hawthorn, gazania and broom are all noxious weeds.
In our inner-city garden we had agapanthus, iris, freesias, nasturtiums, arum lilies and honeysuckle, all of which are weeds in this area. Funny how plants I used to grow and enjoy now appear threatening. I tut-tut when I see neighbours growing nasturtiums on purpose. I whistled in amazement when I saw (courtesy of old trashy magazines in the doctor’s waiting room) Princess Mary’s wedding flowers included agapanthus, presumably to make her feel at home in snowy cold Denmark.
We are gradually taming the blackberries and ivy, with the assistance of a Council weed removal scheme.
The boys and I have spent two weekends pulling out and chopping up the boneseed.
And every time I set foot outside I pull up a few grasses.
This week I glanced at the calendar and noticed that we were on Flower Duty for Son #3’s class.
I wonder if the teacher recognised that half the bouquet gathered from my garden was made up of weeds?