The fedge is overgrown. Already.
It’s a roadside jungle. A tangle of weeds and grass. A mess.
I sighed when I noticed for the first time. How could I have let it go already?
Then, I saw the blackberries. The vines are going CRAZY. They are everywhere.
I saw that the one thorned blackberry plant we have has doubled in size from last year. I’m still not sure why I planted it in the fedge where little hands can get pricked, so I’m transplanting it back to the swales this year.
I saw the seaberries.
Wow have they multiplied…already.
The honeyberry we planted two years ago has tripled in size, the other three we planted last year have doubled.
I saw the Autumn olive with its dusky green leaves. Last year was the second year we had the berries. They were a little bit bigger than the previous year, so I am hoping that they will be double, triple in size this year…and tastier.
So even though the fedge is overgrown and it looks like a jungle from the road, I’m so happy to see it thriving. I’ll pull the weeds around the plants. Ray will take a weed eater to the taller grass. And we’ll harvest, harvest and harvest.
A roadside jungle
Vines creeping and invading
Green and overgrown