The Pampas in my front garden was old and almost dangerous. In case you didn’t know, the leaves (if that’s the right word) are like sharp blades. They cut, oh boy can they cut. Well, my plant, which had been in situ for many years, was so near the road that passers-by were likely to have a cheek slashed, depending on the strength of the wind.
It all started when Joe and I went abroad and witnessed the beauty of pampas in the hotel’s garden, and I agreed with Joe’s assessment that they would look good at the front of our new house. Little did we know then that the blessed thing would grow out of all proportion. Sadly, we were under the illusion that we could treat it like privet.
So! The plant had to go. Sad, because it was the first thing planted when we moved into the property. Such a tiny and attractive new addition to our frontage. You should have seen the size of it now. I did have a photograph but changes on-line seem to have removed all my pics and I can’t save any more.. Take my word for it, that pampas could slash the throat of any unknowing passer-by.
It had to go.
In discussion with a neighbour he suggested he tackled the removal of said plant. I agreed.
Now that it is down, it is the talking piece of the neighbours. Oh I wish I could show you a picture of it but since the Google upheaval everything has changed and I am totally lost.
What was once a huge plant, waving in the wind, is now like a HUGE straw bowl. Instead of growing on the inside, the pampas only grew round the edges. I didn’t know it was normal until I read an item about pampas in a gardening book.
I haven’t a clue what will happen next but a suggestion has been made by a neighbour that we fill the bowl with other plants. They must be joking – I couldn’t even climb into the damn thing.