It dawned on me about two hours ago while pulling a saw briar out of that little bit of flesh between my nostrils that if it weren't for the saw briars, kudzu, others vines, regular briars, privet, terrible heat and humidity, chiggers, yellow jackets, thorns, etc Georgia wouldn't be a bad place to live.
Iowa doesn't have some of those things, but despite the Field of Dreams slogan, it isn't heaven.?ÿ My list of outdoor dislikes would start with chiggers, followed by poison ivy, and summer heat.?ÿ But then I woke up to 2 inches of heavy snow this morning, and there will be lots of winter to put up with before those summer nuisances come back.
@Bill93, I worked in Des Moines one summer a few years ago.?ÿ I would keep up with home online and while I was there Atlanta hit it's all time high of 105.?ÿ In Des Moines we had two days in a row of 106.?ÿ I told the fellows I was working with that I was going to have to go back to Georgia to cool off.
I'm with you on the poison oak.?ÿ Blackberries are a nuisance, but at least they don't bedevil you for three weeks after exposure.?ÿ And we could sure use some rain here about now!
I was actually on the property of Glade Road Baptist Church and when that saw briar whipped around and stuck in that flesh between my nostril I began cussing blue streak. I began to wonder if it was a greater sin to take the Lord's name in vain while on church property and then I realized that I'm not a Baptist so no harm done.
There is some kind of a bush or briar type vine down here with 2" to 3" thorns. They are huge and sharp as needles and the bark is green. I've no clue what the species is but in all it a Jesus Vine.
This is it. I've no clue what it is but damn it hurts when those thorns impale you.
I was actually on the property of Glade Road Baptist Church and when that saw briar whipped around and stuck in that flesh between my nostril I began cussing blue streak. I began to wonder if it was a greater sin to take the Lord's name in vain while on church property and then I realized that I'm not a Baptist so no harm done.
There is some kind of a bush or briar type vine down here with 2" to 3" thorns. They are huge and sharp as needles and the bark is green. I've no clue what the species is but in all it a Jesus Vine.
This is it. I've no clue what it is but damn it hurts when those thorns impale you.
Richard, I have never heard of a wild orange but it looks similar however I have never seen fruit on it. I kinda feel like it might be some different but who the heck knows.?ÿ
I've been reading up?ÿabout studies on "human territoriality".?ÿ Although there a good number of differing hypotheses, a?ÿsee?ÿconsensus agreeing that while humans are generally very territorial, aggressive border protection is fairly rare.?ÿ We seem to be more passive-aggressive when it comes to protecting our physical boundaries.?ÿ Much like one dog peeing on one side of a tree and another dog peeing on the other side;?ÿ we acquiesce to a commonly agreed "boundary" such as fencing or vegetation.?ÿ And therein is where the phenomenon occurs.
While most of us trim our lawns and keep them pretty, the unseen rear or side boundaries sometimes grow wild with noxious vegetation.?ÿ And that's ok with us and our primal id.?ÿ No one wants a rear or flanking attack from a competing tribe or carnivorous predator.?ÿ Briars and brush?ÿdo a great job of deterring trespass.
An then here?ÿcomes the surveyor with a need or desire to inspect the boundary....saw briars, honey-locust trees, poison ivy, kudzu and all.?ÿ?ÿ Simply put; our boundaries are ugly messy places by our own design.
Even in some of the most affluent neighborhoods I have visited, with manicured lawns and 24 hour security....there are still trash bags full of rotting lawn clipping and a couple of old discarded Christmas trees tossed over the rear fence.?ÿAnd that's usually right on top of where I need to dig for a corner... ?ÿ
An then here?ÿcomes the surveyor with a need or desire to inspect the boundary....saw briars, honey-locust trees, poison ivy, kudzu and all.?ÿ?ÿ Simply put; our boundaries are ugly messy places by our own design.
Even in some of the most affluent neighborhoods I have visited, with manicured lawns and 24 hour security....there are still trash bags full of rotting lawn clipping and a couple of old discarded Christmas trees tossed over the rear fence.?ÿAnd that's usually right on top of where I need to dig for a corner... ?ÿ
Isn't that the truth, no matter where you go people have this instinct about where there line is and they will throw all kinds of crap right where you have to search. I frequently run into a situation where one of the adjoiners has used an area to dump there stinking litter box waste for many years and now it is a mound of rotting cat crap and sure enough it is right where the corner is. How do they know? Why do they do that?
When I encounter a situation with lots of briars and vines and kudzu and any other nasties I always begin preaching to the world about being a good steward of the land and the need for the landowner to clean this crap up. Don't let briars and vines and thorn trees take over. I mean some of us have to work there for gods sake.
I've seen a lot of strange junk crammed back into the corners and nether regions of folk's properties.?ÿ I use to have an engineering firm client that specialized in retrofitting old and failing waste water treatment plants.?ÿ The field conditions at those surveys pushed the limits on what a man could endure...and stick a level rod into....
