Showing posts with label weed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weed. Show all posts

Day 222 Jack and the Beanstalk


July 19, 2015

(This is part of a 365 project during my 70th year where I write and illustrate a blog on each day’s gift.)

Unknown weed in the fifth pot to the right.
It is now six feet tall—a weed growing in a flower pot on my back porch. Why am I growing a weed? I didn’t plant it. It just began all by itself. At the time, I did not know if it was a flower that I planted or a weed. As it turns out, the flowers I planted in that pot have not shown up.


Once I realized it was a weed, why didn’t I pull it up and throw it away? The answer is curiosity. I wanted to see what this volunteer plant would look like. It’s odd that it never spread out. It is only one very tall stem with thin leaves circling it all the way to the top. Small white growths just appeared at the end of the leaves, but only those near the top. Maybe they are flowers?

Funny thing is that just a few days ago, I noticed that my daughter has a smaller version of the very same weed growing voluntarily in a pot on her porch.


Maybe it is more than my curiosity that saved its life. I was always fascinated by Jack and the Beanstalk and how one very tall plant led Jack to an adventure and riches. I plan to continue to watch it grow and will only cut it down if a giant climbs down and if I can find my ax in the garage. 

Let’s just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That’s all it was: curiosity.” ~ Jim Morrison

My gift today is a very tall weed.

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You can find links to my other posts on this project here:

Day 112 Devil’s Walkingstick


March 31, 2015

(This is part of a 365 project during my 70th year where I write and illustrate a blog on each day's gift.)



I first heard of the baobab tree when I read The Little Prince. The little prince wanted his sheep to eat young baobab trees before they grew big and swallowed up the planet.

… there were on the planet where the little prince lived--as on all planets--good plants and bad plants. In consequence, there were good seeds from good plants, and bad seeds from bad plants. But seeds are invisible. They sleep deep in the heart of the earth's darkness, until some one among them is seized with the desire to awaken. Then this little seed will stretch itself and begin--timidly at first--to push a charming little sprig inoffensively upward toward the sun. If it is only a sprout of radish or the sprig of a rose-bush, one would let it grow wherever it might wish. But when it is a bad plant, one must destroy it as soon as possible, the very first instant that one recognizes it.

My back yard does not grow baobabs but it seems to nurture a thorny woody weed, known as the Devil’s Walkingstick (Aralia spinosa) or Angelica Tree, that can take over my backyard planet. They can grow as tall as 30 feet, 6-8 inches in diameter. For several years, I have ignored these small annoying plants and now there is almost a forest of them in my yard. I don’t have a sheep but I am grateful that I have enough health and stamina to have put a dent into getting rid of them today. With saw, bypass lopper, pruning shears and heavy gloves (which did not prevent the thorns from invading my hands), I went forth in battle against these treacherous weeds. 

There is a flip side too. Thanks to the Devil’s Walkingstick, I got lots of exercise today, gained new botanical information and was reminded of a life lesson—it is important to take care of small problems before they grow into big ones. 

My gift today is a thorny weed.
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Here is an interesting amateur video that shows this weed:
https://youtu.be/amx7BCNBctI  

You can read my other posts on this project here:
http://bjschupp.blogspot.com/2014/12/365-gifts.html