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I had nightmares about this stuff.
Gosh there were times i could have wept when it come to getting shot o 15 years worth o the stuff on my un-cultivated plot, with it's matts of bulbletts so thick i could hardly get a fork through it. It still makes me shudder when i see it taking a hold o a plot. Along with the bramble crowns it were my dire enemy after months o graft n hands an knees because i had a huge spine op an hands an knees were the best i could do.
The whole lot were hidden away safely out o sight in two composter made o pallets an covered over with cardboard an a tarpaulin, but it sat there in the back o my mind like one o them nasty , niggling jobs you keep putting to one side because you can't face it.
Today (18 months later) i braved it an took a peek under the cover * shudders* an as i started to take it apart with my ladies fork the most gorgeous, crumbly, gold compost fell about my feet !!.
A few bits got shafted back onto this years compost pile, an any suss bulblets got thrown in to my 'smeg water butt' that i drown bramble crowns in
an use the juice from, but this gorgeous compost has been added as a mulch now to my Squash plants an i have smothered that bed in it because that bed were very clay an hard to work.
My dire couch grass enemy has now been down graded with fondness too nuisance. It warm my soul to feed back into the land what i have robbed out in an if the odd bulblet has escaped to come back to life....well i am not afeared any more. I have done much bigger an better than the odd bulblet .
Bring it on.....compost fodder
Wren
Gosh there were times i could have wept when it come to getting shot o 15 years worth o the stuff on my un-cultivated plot, with it's matts of bulbletts so thick i could hardly get a fork through it. It still makes me shudder when i see it taking a hold o a plot. Along with the bramble crowns it were my dire enemy after months o graft n hands an knees because i had a huge spine op an hands an knees were the best i could do.
The whole lot were hidden away safely out o sight in two composter made o pallets an covered over with cardboard an a tarpaulin, but it sat there in the back o my mind like one o them nasty , niggling jobs you keep putting to one side because you can't face it.
Today (18 months later) i braved it an took a peek under the cover * shudders* an as i started to take it apart with my ladies fork the most gorgeous, crumbly, gold compost fell about my feet !!.
A few bits got shafted back onto this years compost pile, an any suss bulblets got thrown in to my 'smeg water butt' that i drown bramble crowns in
an use the juice from, but this gorgeous compost has been added as a mulch now to my Squash plants an i have smothered that bed in it because that bed were very clay an hard to work.
My dire couch grass enemy has now been down graded with fondness too nuisance. It warm my soul to feed back into the land what i have robbed out in an if the odd bulblet has escaped to come back to life....well i am not afeared any more. I have done much bigger an better than the odd bulblet .
Bring it on.....compost fodder
Wren
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