The day after I removed the top of the ivy, I saw a rat running around looking completely –well – uncovered – bare, as if he’d just stepped out of the shower, and someone had whipped away his towel. I’m not bothered by rats, and in fact, I think they are kind of cute. This little guy looked all around the newly whacked area, and I felt bad for destroying his home. He even checked out under the car and roamed across the driveway – a brave move considering the number of hawks we have circling above here everyday.
One day recently, I was out there with the camera taking photos of the resident scrub jays. The privet trees, grown way past shrub size, and hedge area were a hive of activity. I could hear rattling in the undergrowth/ivy, probably the rat – far too fast to snap. Birds were chirping, and Mr and Ms Jay were being a cooperative models.
They have more patience than me – their lives depend on it. Nothing moved again for ten long minutes. Impatience got the better of me. With the lack of any critters to take photos of, I headed back inside to read my emails! From my perch at the computer, I could see the garden come back to life with a squirrel dashing across the lawn then doubling back to dig a little and then bury something. The jays resumed squawking, and the smaller birds struck up their twitter. This was their home I was going to be messing with.
After some contemplation about this I decided that, yes there was going to be some upheaval to the really, really local wildlife. When I’m taking a “break” from writing I stare out the window at the front lawn. It has numerous visitors, and I worry at disrupting them. The bushes and shrubs are home to a host of critters. The jays that live there won’t be happy, nor will the squirrels not to mention reptiles, smaller birds and mammals. But in the long run they will be happier in amongst the native plants. It’s like renovating a home –fraught with hardship and hassle, but so worth it when the work is all done.
Next, I decided to have a go at the start of the area I think of as “the jungle”. It goes about fifteen feet back to the neighbor’s fence. Ivy covers the ground and scraggly wannabe tree-shrubs are amassed in a thicket. I used my trusty loppers to remove the branches as far up as I could reach – it towers above me at about 25 feet tall, maybe more – I suck at guessing distances!
As I broke through the first wall of branches, I was rewarded with an open area. If I’d been 12, I’d have built a fort here! The ivy leaves were the size of dinner plates and came up to my knee. I made a lot of noise with my feet. I didn’t want to come upon a sleepy snake, and I wanted the rats to get plenty of notice of eviction!
Above me were branches with blossoms at their very tips, flowering where they could find a patch of light. Buried in the jungle is a brave little plum tree that I may just think about salvaging. I’m not sure how it will rub shoulders with the natives, being non-native. But this tree with its pretty flowers, blossoming against all odds, struggling for the light and slowly being strangled, seemed somehow honorable!
As the day cooled into evening, I took another walk out to see my days handiwork. High in the branches of the trees still standing in my yard, sat a host of little birds chipping and chirping. It felt like they were scolding at the disruption. A mocking bird perched on the sawn off end of a branch and cocked its head first one way then the other as if measuring me up for size. Its better this way, I said in my head, sending the critters in my yard the telepathic message – I feel so privileged to have my part of this planet, and I promise to make it better for all of us.
1 reply to Taking control of my part of the planet
Hello Byddi, (I had an Irish cousin called Biddy, is yours a similar name?) This is a wonderful post and I can so relate to all you say. I hate disrupting the wild life. That rat though, probably a Norwegian rat, not sure, or a roof rat, whatever they are. Sorry to say but those are not so good to have around your house. I'm so happy all our rats are wood rats, and I love seeing their mounds – but one was about 20 feet from our front door, and when I was clearing I had to get evict that tenant. I gave him fair warning with some disrupting nudges for a few days before I dismantled the huge mound (so interesting, the chambers etc). I also had ivy in a rental I lived in once and it was so satisfying to rip it all back and dig out the roots as you are doing, and it did stay away. You have a wonderful adventure ahead of you – such a lovely big front area. I have a couple flowering plums and town mouse also has some "legacy" plants from former owners. My rule is, if it's not invasive, then maybe it can stay (if I like it or am in a sentimental mood). We also have a Doug Fir, huge though – yours is going to get so big over time I bet. Will be shadier there. You are so right about your critters being happier in the long run. Happy clearing and planning for your Fall planting. It's good that you are getting advice etc. I made lots of mistakes at first. Still making em for sure! Oh well. Do post about your front yard's growing conditions – sun, shade, orientation, and approximate location (for habitat ideas based on what's locally native) – I'm looking forward to hearing more about your plans. Recommendation for a great book – Alrie Middlebrook, Designing California Native Gardens – will inspire you! You may already have it. Good luck!
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