What did I do? What sin did I commit? Why oh why did this happen? What you ask? Unrulys! That’s what.
After reading my last post if you got the definite feeling that I have a hatred for water primrose, aka the aquatic devil’s plant, you would have hit the nail on the head. I call them the aquatic devil’s plant because there is a land species of the devil’s plant. I have been dealing with them for the past 13 years while working on property we own. The proper name for it is: poison sumac.
My names for it? Unruly sons-a-bitches, and, the first anointed devil’s plant. This shit can grow from a dry rotted trunk. The ranch has a hundred feet of fence line full of this stuff. It’s viney. It will seek out anything it can reach, grab it, and suck the life out of it. If you chop a vine, two heads grow back. It draws you in with pretty orange trumpet flowers but do not be fooled my friends. It’s the devil I tell ya.
As I said, it’s poison sumac….like in poison ivy. I did not know this the first time I spent the day cutting the vines back. Several days later I was at the clinic for a severe outbreak of dermatitis, blisters and rash. Who knew it was poisonous? Not me. I was in flip flops, shorts and a tank top just cutting away with no cares in the world.
Why do I bring this up today? Yep, I’m gonna tell you. Because I’m at my home planting the last two tomatoes plants in an effort to keep to my new year resolution. I just happen to look around to the fence between us and our neighbor and what is sticking it’s tentacles over the fence??? Unrulys! Oh, my blood pressure is up.
Don’t let the pretty green fool you.
Do you see the vines. They are searching to something they can suck the life out of.
Today I cut it back. The next time I deal with it napalm is my weapon of choice. It’s gonna die. You just watch. D-day for the unrulys is in the near future.