Sunday, May 8, 2011
The Rhubarb got away from me this spring without being painted as emerging shoots. Now I'm waiting impatiently for Asparagus, which is still sleeping underground - but the Knotweed is showing itself instead, poking up pinkly in festive-looking, thumb-thick shoots about the dry, thin-walled tubes of last year's stems.
The Japanese Knotweed has been here long before we moved into Bishops Mills in 1978. When we had Goats it was their favorite food, diverting them from raiding the garden, but in recent years the patches have expanded. Since he put up our Knotweed page, Fred has had lots of inquiries about control, so this year we're going to try to suppress this vigorous invasive alien at our place once and for all!
Yesterday we began to pull the Knotweed roots. Fred began beside "Weirs House", snapping the succulent shoots off into a bucket to take to our neighbours' goats for a special spring treat, and I started in on the patch that makes a tall shady thicket outside the kitchen window of Pipers House - but soon I fell to admiring the vivid contrast between the fleshy pink shoots and the gleaming green moss. Then I began to look for compositions in spite of despairing the lack of time for a painting.
But today Fred suggested that I should paint the knotweed shoots anyway, so here I am in the late afternoon, sitting on my paint caddy and looking down at one of the mossier clumps right next to the house wall, my brushes stuck into the soft damp soil and my palette on my lap, the fingers of my left hand tucked behind the wooden stretcher of a small canvas. Clouds are moving in on our sunny afternoon and the Robins are beginning to sing.
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