I’m as big a fan of baling twine as the next wannabe farmer, and always have a couple of lengths in my pockets ready for the next farm incident. The resource that arrives holding your hay bales together comes in mighty useful: an impromptu dog lead (Maisie is on heat and DJ the American Bulldog down the lane is taking a rather keen interest); a reminder as to which trees are due to be removed (tie orange baling twine round the trunk); or in true NZ Pony Club tradition as a breakaway tie up point for one’s mount.
However, the previous owners of the farmlet seem to have taken the use of baling twine to new heights. On every walk through the paddocks I find a few more pieces half-buried in the grass or adorning a gate, and in the case of one particular plum tree they really outdid themselves. This was the result of half an hour releasing branches from twine.
What did that tree do?
It is possible that liberating that tree was a grave mistake. From the extent of the bondage I can only imagine that this particular prunus has either (1) attempted to escape from the property on several occasions, or (2) has been indulging in some budget BDSM (sorry no link — use your imagination!).
Fear not dear readers, I’ve got my eye on the POI (Plant of Interest) and will be reporting back on any untoward behaviour. Never turn your back on an unrestrained Black Doris!
the shape of some plum trees can be too suggestive for the public good.
Goodness yes. And what about all that pollination activity they incite in poor innocent little bees? Quite shocking!
OR it could be a Whomping Plum! Close relation to the Whomping Willow but not nearly as efficient (hence bailing twine was sufficient to control it). 🙂
Yikes, I think I’d better polish up my Restraining Spells!
You can never be too prepared!!!
Too right. Especially when it comes to murderous trees. 🙂