Colin
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Hi,
Having spent the last week grafting removing a Snowberry hedge including the roots I thought at last I could have a breather but how wrong could I be.
Earlier this year I removed masses of overgrown English Ivy that had grown up one of our Oak trees and also more recently a huge amount of this Ivy which had completely covered a very tall conifer; I hadn't realized just how overpowering this ivy could be until I was reducing the height of our laurels; our neighbours gardener brought my attention to the ivy saying that's really got an hold; I was amazed as I looked up to see the conifer with a massive crown of flowering ivy; I felled the conifer and shredded it together with the ivy from the Oak tree. Both jobs were horrible.
I knew English Ivy was spreading under the laurels at the top of the garden and yesterday decided to attack the ivy before it took over; we have a very mature big Hawthorn tree at the very top right hand corner of the garden and I was dismayed to say the least to see this Hawthorn tree absolutely covered all up the tree and again with another huge flowering crown.
Yesterday turned into a nightmare of a day as I set about this ivy and unaided by Gale who was trying to blow me from the garden also as I opened the shed doors Gale was trying to remove them; fortunately my constant cloud Blackie decided not to join in which was rare. As I started to tug at the ivy the wind was covering me in debris and dust; it was truly awful but I had started and wasn't going to quit. This wasn't just an ivy it was a tree given the thickness of its branches and I was in for a lot of hard miserable work. As the day progressed I managed to remove the ivy to as far as I could reach but standing on the steep slope with the Gale giving me an hard time I still needed to remove the tourniquet this ivy was applying to the Hawthorn; I didn't want to damage the Hawthorn so ended up using a sharp wood chisel and hammer to cut through; loppers; pruning saw and my new Felco secateurs were also used in anger; this ivy was so prolific it was forcing the dry stone wall to become distorted and of course a lot of the thickest sections were in the worst possible position.
It started to rain early this morning but blew over but Gale was at her best howling around our front door just waiting for me to go up the garden. I finished severing the ivy ending up with a very big pile; having sorted the ivy now I attacked the laurels which were growing into the lane and there was a lot to cut back; armed with the big petrol hedge trimmer; loppers and secateurs I got stuck in and trimmed the lot back throwing all the brash over the wall into our garden; I now had two big piles of brash plus two big piles of Snowberry rubbish. I've spent a lot of the afternoon being buffeted around by Gale whilst I've made a good start shredding; I knocked off at 5 o'clock feeling too tired to continue but all being well I'll finish shredding the ivy and laurel tomorrow; the Snowberry I hope to compost. The pictures show better than text just what this English Ivy can be like if left alone for years; it not only covers ground it will cover anything with a vengeance; I really do have some fun; invasive Snowberry wanting to take over the garden; invasive English Ivy wanting to take over the garden and invasive mile a minute vine wanting to take over the garden; throw in lots of brambles and it means a lot of grief; my own fault because I've been concentrating so hard on the bungalow but I'll now get on top of the gardens before winter kicks in.
My compact digital camera passed away this morning and will receive a decent burial; I made my way to the top of the garden and clambered over the dry stone wall onto the lane taking along my DSLR camera; one picture and the battery died; if I tried to shoot myself I would miss.
Beware planting English Ivy and ignoring it; turn your back and the ivy will spread everywhere at an alarming speed; I'm tired with aching arms but I'm winning.
Kind regards, Colin.
Having spent the last week grafting removing a Snowberry hedge including the roots I thought at last I could have a breather but how wrong could I be.
Earlier this year I removed masses of overgrown English Ivy that had grown up one of our Oak trees and also more recently a huge amount of this Ivy which had completely covered a very tall conifer; I hadn't realized just how overpowering this ivy could be until I was reducing the height of our laurels; our neighbours gardener brought my attention to the ivy saying that's really got an hold; I was amazed as I looked up to see the conifer with a massive crown of flowering ivy; I felled the conifer and shredded it together with the ivy from the Oak tree. Both jobs were horrible.
I knew English Ivy was spreading under the laurels at the top of the garden and yesterday decided to attack the ivy before it took over; we have a very mature big Hawthorn tree at the very top right hand corner of the garden and I was dismayed to say the least to see this Hawthorn tree absolutely covered all up the tree and again with another huge flowering crown.
Yesterday turned into a nightmare of a day as I set about this ivy and unaided by Gale who was trying to blow me from the garden also as I opened the shed doors Gale was trying to remove them; fortunately my constant cloud Blackie decided not to join in which was rare. As I started to tug at the ivy the wind was covering me in debris and dust; it was truly awful but I had started and wasn't going to quit. This wasn't just an ivy it was a tree given the thickness of its branches and I was in for a lot of hard miserable work. As the day progressed I managed to remove the ivy to as far as I could reach but standing on the steep slope with the Gale giving me an hard time I still needed to remove the tourniquet this ivy was applying to the Hawthorn; I didn't want to damage the Hawthorn so ended up using a sharp wood chisel and hammer to cut through; loppers; pruning saw and my new Felco secateurs were also used in anger; this ivy was so prolific it was forcing the dry stone wall to become distorted and of course a lot of the thickest sections were in the worst possible position.
It started to rain early this morning but blew over but Gale was at her best howling around our front door just waiting for me to go up the garden. I finished severing the ivy ending up with a very big pile; having sorted the ivy now I attacked the laurels which were growing into the lane and there was a lot to cut back; armed with the big petrol hedge trimmer; loppers and secateurs I got stuck in and trimmed the lot back throwing all the brash over the wall into our garden; I now had two big piles of brash plus two big piles of Snowberry rubbish. I've spent a lot of the afternoon being buffeted around by Gale whilst I've made a good start shredding; I knocked off at 5 o'clock feeling too tired to continue but all being well I'll finish shredding the ivy and laurel tomorrow; the Snowberry I hope to compost. The pictures show better than text just what this English Ivy can be like if left alone for years; it not only covers ground it will cover anything with a vengeance; I really do have some fun; invasive Snowberry wanting to take over the garden; invasive English Ivy wanting to take over the garden and invasive mile a minute vine wanting to take over the garden; throw in lots of brambles and it means a lot of grief; my own fault because I've been concentrating so hard on the bungalow but I'll now get on top of the gardens before winter kicks in.
My compact digital camera passed away this morning and will receive a decent burial; I made my way to the top of the garden and clambered over the dry stone wall onto the lane taking along my DSLR camera; one picture and the battery died; if I tried to shoot myself I would miss.
Beware planting English Ivy and ignoring it; turn your back and the ivy will spread everywhere at an alarming speed; I'm tired with aching arms but I'm winning.
Kind regards, Colin.