This past Saturday I was working on a little project in the party barn, he was doing a bit of this and that. He came out to the barn and said "Anything you want me to do?"...I said "that ivy over by the milking parlor is getting out of control, it would be great if you could trim in back a bit...in fact, I think that eventually we should just get rid of it, it's climbing the wall and it's going to ruin that nice paint job I did on the barn a couple of years ago". Off he went, I thought he would trim it back a bit, get distracted by cows or the dog..maybe the phone. I heard the tractor right after he went over to trim the ivy, I thought to myself....'hmmm...he didn't trim for very long at all...the rascal'. A little while later I walked to the house, lo and behold...the ivy was gone - yanked out with the bucket of the tractor.
Note: when one asks a farmer to do a bit of gardening don't expect them to use a hedge trimmer, a pruner or a lopper...expect them to use a tractor.
Dirty rotten ivy damage to my purty paint job. Guess what I did today...yup...sanded and primed, hopefully tomorrow I can slap on the top coat and call it good, then it's off to the garden center for some plants....and I won't be coming home with any stinking ivy!
* I was the dummy that planted it in the first place, hey...I was young and didn't know any better.
