Begun, the tumbleweed wars have.

This is the bottom of the driveway that feeds Ian’s place and mine, and for the past few years it has been a tumbleweed nursery. I like to get’em out of there before they mature. Cut’em off at the root with a hoe, then rake’em off to the wash and let wind or flood do with them what they will. Hopefully if I kill them early enough, the seeds won’t spread. A couple of years ago we had a real bumper crop, that filled every gully and clogged every fence. You can still see their remnants, and of course those seeds that sprouted only spread the contagion. Happens every decade or so.

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6 Responses to Begun, the tumbleweed wars have.

  1. Anonymous says:

    Sooner or later all of us aging male boomers start obcessing about our lawns. 😄
    Welcome to the club brother!

  2. RJ says:

    I’ve seen great herds of tumbleweeds in the Lancaster/Palmdale area. When they roll, they can bury houses. Nasty things! Another weed I hate is that “puncture vine”, or “goat head”. It’s the bane of dogs, bicycles, and barefoot children. There is a third puncturing weed from Texas, though, that becomes a highly desired cactus when removed: the Horse Crippler. Once out of the pasture, it’s a handsome barrel cactus.

  3. Mike says:

    Well, if you are going to deal with this menace, you might as well have some music to go along with the chores.

  4. Anonymous says:

    Roy Rodgers singing cowboy songs while strapped. Good times.

  5. Chris says:

    Nearly impossible for us humans to win that war. A history of the tumbleweed:

  6. Jim Price says:

    An enterprising old desert hermit might be able to find a use for such an abundant resource.

To the stake with the heretic!