Yesterday, Jim, Gary and I continued to work along the trail to the Southern Forest. Gary complained that the weather pattern this year--a very long period of rain followed by sunny days--made everything grow like crazy. The groundcover is shrub height, great if we're looking at avens but unfortunate in the case of creeping buttercup.
Most of our attention continues to be trying to contain the bindweed in our planting areas. Taking out bindweed is not really practical in the fireweed field so we made a note to dig out bindweed roots there in the winter.
The big English hawthorn is in bloom, towering over the fireweed field. I've always been partial to this particular tree because I find it attractive. But lots of little seedlings beneath. I pulled out dozens. The tree has a death sentence if the VMP ever get fully implemented--Nelson noted that English hawthorns in the park need to come down, using herbicide. I see where he's coming from because I've noted quite a few in the park and it really does meet the definition of invasive species. Yet I'm sad to think that this tree will need to die. I'm contemplating deliberately targeting small trees and a concerted effort of pulling out seedlings as a strategy to decrease the population of English hawthorn in the park. I'm putting this on my mental "to do" list. Along with everything else.
In the Southern Forest, we noted the sun was everywhere. I wound up under the bigger spruce to pull out herb Robert in order to work in a shade. My guess is that the loss of trees in recent years due to their falls have made this area much more sunny than it has been in my memory.
Looking toward the east, there are three dead trees: two Lombardy poplars on the left and right, and a deciduous tree in the middle (behind the alder). They, too, will eventually fall.